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Death is so easy to come by,Its sad but its true,This poam is about what death feels like and etc.

Submitted:Feb 15, 2010    Reads: 63    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Death like roses,Fire and ash,They all come together as a loud crash,Looking ahead but staying behind,The end is coming near,Stay close to the ones you hold dear,Blood falls like rain,It comes down with no refrain ,Ash to ash we all blow away,To that time where it is quiete,All that is there is sorrow and fear,Dont let a single tear fall from your sweet blue eyes,They will get you as you are,They will get you when you are weak


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