Death CallsA Poem by Diana Owen Busy with Life BBS!Death whispers at my door it's essence pemeate my being. Come hither he calls. Death wanders around my soul It beckons my worth, he lingers on my hoplessness, preys on my weekness Death knows my name, he knows my hell, Death wants me... But still I fight... Death can't have me yet.... © 2008 Diana Owen Busy with Life BBS!Featured Review
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29 Reviews Added on February 8, 2008 AuthorDiana Owen Busy with Life BBS!FLAboutI am a 36 year old married female.. My passion is to write. My genre is mostly in paranormal, paranormal romances and fantasy fiction. I have three wonderful children (Danyale 19- Josh 16 and Kymb.. more..Writing
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