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My Last and Final Day

Poetry By: Phoebe Kishbaugh
Poetry



poem about dying i guess...


Submitted:Mar 7, 2012    Reads: 19    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


I sometimes wonder

Why you pull me under

And simply leave me to drown.

But then I remember

It was I that surrendered

And I let myself sink deeper down.

I sometimes ponder

What waits for me yonder

As I drift ever farther away.

If its hell I'll embrace it

If heaven I'll face it

On my last and final day.





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