death comes

death comes

A Poem by Harley (arbiter)
"

Cinquain

"

death comes 

 knocking at the door.

people always run      

 but there is no escape from the    

 reaper

© 2012 Harley (arbiter)


Author's Note

Harley (arbiter)
I'm doing all this on a phone. It won't let me hit shift or enter. Sorry but eh nothings perfect

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I really liked this!!! :) Great job! And I didnt mind the non-perfectness. Perfection is a lie. I personally beleive the best stuff isnt perfect.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truth.
Precise and to the point: The dagger's point sharp piercing binding steel with blood.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on June 3, 2012
Last Updated on June 11, 2012
Tags: grim, reaper, death, end, escape, run

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Harley (arbiter)
Harley (arbiter)

the age of classic rock , AR



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I am different. I am the unforgiven. I was born october 1997. I just write because I want to express my feelings in more ways than music and art. I'm just a guy trying to get out of the rain and sur.. more..

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