![]() DeathA Poem by Pure life![]() Slipping away from this world.![]() Death:
This will happen sooner or later, to all of the poeple that are choosen. It wil happen no matter how old or wise you are, your hourglass is running out of sand.
You know its your time, you think of all of the bad things that has happened to you. As you start to frown your life energy is draining, you feel week and look for the nearest hand to save you.
Then you have your happy thoughts, the darkness lays off for your moment. You start to smile, the darkness that has been dragging you down gets stronger.
Your hourglass sand is gone, the darkness takes it chance. It takes over, this will be the most unpleasant feeling. © 2008 Pure life |
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1 Review Added on November 26, 2008 Author![]() Pure lifearab, ALAboutHey im Kyle. Im funny, random, spontaneous, and friendly. I hope i write poems and other stuff that people would enjoy. ""The quality of a person's life is in direct proportion to their commitment to.. more..Writing
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