Name of Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

this is a poem from when I was suicidal. Enjoy.

Men shudder at his name.

Women and children cry whenever he is present.

Animals run at the very sight of him.

Everyone expresses the same feelings when he presents himself.

Fear.

But past his devilsh appearence, I see something I long for.

Something I've prayed for and have almost given up hope of getting.

Something that I envy above all else.

Salvation.


Submitted: April 11, 2012

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