DEATH

by Ainsley of Regina, Sask, Canada. - Cancer

DEATH IS HERE
SILENT AS DEER
IT GOES IN OUR VAINS 
AND BRINGS US PAINS

WHEN YOU SLEEP 
IT DOES CREEP
INTO YOUR ROOM
AND BRINGS YOU DOOM

SOMETIMES YOU SUFFER 
SOMETIMES IT'S ROUGHER
SOMETIMES YOU DIE
WHILE YOU LIE.

DEATH IS HERE
OF COURSE YOU FEAR
YOUR HEART, IT DIES
SO CLOSE YOUR EYES

Reason for writing:

    I GUESS I WROTE THIS POEM TO SHOW THAT YOU CAN DIE IN LOTS
OF WAYS AND IT CAN COME FAST AND SLOW, PAINFUL AND NOT SO 
PAINFUL.    

Birth sign: Cancer
Date created: 1998-11-08 12:57:42
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:40
Poem ID: 51009

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