Death

Death

A Poem by Stam

Darkness seems to have got a grip of me. Wonder if it will be heaven or hell what will it be. Can I drag myself out of this city. Or will I be forever in my self pity. Death is the first thing on my mind. Wish my thoughts could reach out and find. Never mind what got said . The <*+€ you new is officially dead. Can you bring me back from death . Or has you heart got nothing left. Hope time will work it out. So there will be nothing in our minds for us to doubt .

© 2012 Stam


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Added on June 23, 2012
Last Updated on June 23, 2012

Author

Stam
Stam

Sunderland, Tyne & Wear, United Kingdom



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