Reaper of Hearts.A Poem by Chilson, JoshuaI sit and wait, been in the hospital so many time's but my life you won't take.Buried alone, face in my hand's, I bleed through page's, will someone understand. Where I come from, place's I have been, my feet are moving, I'm still where it begins. Warm heart grows cold, the light start's to dim, fighting back tear's, to tired to kick and swim. I lean on fear, and continue to give, but the heartbeat stops, and the reaper comes again. © 2011 Chilson, JoshuaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChilson, JoshuaCarlisle, PAAboutI write poetry from life experience, though most won't seem that way as I never get into specifics to the events that bring about my work. I'm a silent individual for the most part which doesn't ma.. more..Writing
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