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This is death

Submitted:Mar 4, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

This is death.

Round, all around, the dark memories gather.
My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my heart.
It crushes me, and scilently my
blood drips
to the thirsty earth.
In agony I cry out, Why?!
while Death's shadow surrounds me.
Now alone, my soul falls upon darkened eyes.

This is death.


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