DeathA Poem by Ice QueenJenJust something that popped into my head the other night before finally going to sleep!
Death!
The final frontier nothing more or less you cease to exist, as your body decays quickly and your soul escapes
slowly you stop breathing soon blood stops flowing throughout your veins fleshy moisture has depleted skin cracking like a desert land
while in the morgue quickly the doctor makes a small slit in the side of your neck after he releases this red liquid from your dead corpse
soon he prepares the body for burial for the final frontier of your life! © 2010 Ice QueenJen |
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1 Review Added on September 20, 2010 Last Updated on September 20, 2010 AuthorIce QueenJenBakersfield, CAAboutNot only am I a woman, but a mother, friend, and hopefully the best person I could be. I have begun to broaden my horizons and get into writing poetry. But I also am an artist, and I am trying my ha.. more..Writing
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