The reaping

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I cant really say anything for this one. Just read it and enjoy.

Submitted: June 08, 2007

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Here it comes, swift and silent,
Not at all violent.
Slicing through the chosen few without a sound.
None fall or even make a sound because now their souls are unbound.

They were freed of the prison of life,
And ow they may suffer no more strife.
Free of the mind and open to the soul.
Now they can feel truly hole.

I see it coming fast and strong.
Finally what I have been waiting for for so long.
My end is near, my end is now
No. It is my beginning. My pass to-
Wait! But how!?

How can this happen? I should be free!
Why hasn't it taken me?
It has passed right through me swift and quite.
yet here I stand untouched but there is no way to fight it.

The reaping has passed me and so I am left to live.
Left to live my life as I watch the others pass through the sive.
The sive of life overgrowing until one day we will all fall through and seece to be.
I go back to my corner and sit in the dark knowing that one day I will be free.


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