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The tears of sadness
The kiss of life
The hug of patience
The death of night
No one is safe
Although maybe sound
The grim reaper stalks
The cold dark ground
And when you feel ill
And loose all strength
He comes to your door
To take life away
You cannot escape
You cannot run or hide
For death is upon us
Whether we accept or deny
Only God knows when our time is up
Then he slowly sews
Our past lives to luck
And throws it to the reaper
Their future will suck
The angels may have warned us
God gave us a conscience
But we did not use thus
To be rid of the nonsense
This may to you have meaning
But to me not at all
This is the kind of poem
I write to not fall....
[Fall asleep that is... xD]
- by my - g a l a x y |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/07/2009 |
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- Title: Stalking
- Artist: my - g a l a x y
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Description:
Poem from boredom
It isn't good nor was I trying
I just was bored..... - Date: 08/07/2009
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Comments (4 Comments)
- OoCassadeeoO - 08/11/2009
- awesome 5/5
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- vv7722 - 08/09/2009
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Lol it's very nice, I like the ending it's cute =p.
4/5, because some of the verses don't fit. Other than that though, very deep and well done. smile - Report As Spam
- -Tomoya Hanasaki- - 08/08/2009
- i loved it ^^ 5/5
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- PoeticWindstorm - 08/08/2009
- u may not have been trying....but it came out beautifully! smile
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