forever sleepA Poem by johnathon nicholsdeatha misty lullaby being song as the cold hand of death I fell as I hear the sound of a church bell that sound of hope I hear in my jail behind the rusty bars I yell and foretell the sad truth of a death I don't want to fell but my pain won't last as I fall into the forever sleep that is death © 2015 johnathon nichols |
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