UntitledA Poem by white shadows
When death is near all is quiet.
A cold chill goes through your body and you loose all thought and feeling. Death is near. When death is near you can here the silence. The nothingness becomes you and nothing else matters Death is near. When death is near you remember the good times. The days long gone that will never come back. Death is near When death is near your fell the warmth of your own blood trickling down your throat. You know you dont have time to say.... Death is here. © 2013 white shadowsReviews
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1 Review Added on March 19, 2013 Last Updated on March 19, 2013 Authorwhite shadowsBishop's Falls, CanadaAboutI am a 23 year old guy from Newfoundland Canada. I have my degree and I am currently working on a masters degree. I am a supervisor at a coffee shop and I strangely enough (for me) I tend to write poe.. more..Writing
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