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
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 By Ami Brewis,Age 14
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