Death

Death,I awate you patiently

 almost waiting for your embrace.

I can almost hear you,

see you,feel you.

As soft and bitter as you are 

I still wait for you.

With fear and hope I know you'll come,

never late,but always early.

I wait for you with my eyes closed

 and heart frozen,shredded.

I wait for you not to sob but to be set free.

I wait,and will for you to set me free.

Author's Note

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