Where it all beganA Poem by Death's PoetThis is the first poem I ever wrote, I was 8.
She cried as she looked into the midnight sky
She knew at that moment that she must die So she lay down her life for the one she loved most And at that moment became but a ghost Her skin began to pale and her hair faded white She watched him from above each day and each night.
© 2015 Death's PoetAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on March 22, 2015 Last Updated on March 22, 2015 AuthorDeath's PoetThe Asylum I call my MindAboutWelcome to my poetic diary. I use this website to pour out my emotions and as a creative outlet. I started writing when I was very young and have been in love with it since. I struggle with a lot of d.. more..Writing
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