Feed the reaper

Feed the reaper

A Poem by reece
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life, death

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          Whether it's from sleeping pills and a bottle of cheap wine.
   Or from a loaded 12-guage took with a lethal dose of heroin.
  The tight squeeze from the noose.
   Or just off life's draining pulse.
 Death will meet us all sooner or later.

© 2016 reece


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Gee
Indeed it will. From our first breath death is life's only certainty, but its date of arrival is anybody's guess. Enjoyed the read

Posted 8 Years Ago


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reece

8 Years Ago

I appreciate it! :)

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Added on November 30, 2016
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Tags: life, death, suicide, pain, suffering, sorrow, drugs, memory, time, poem, poetry