Standing around on the rocky baron beach, I saw a strange man looking queerly at me. Looking down past his waist and starring at his feet, Looking at his hands and starring back at me. Squinting his eyes acting extremely sadly, I wonder if he was ever really happy, Yelling out loud about his extremely mean daddy, Yelling about his dad getting really flog happy. He ran and jumped around and started crying, Suddenly started laughing with a strange weird glee, He stopped in his track and stared at me smiling, As if he knew he was going to be the next three. He fell on the ground as he let out a deep breath, He knew he was going down and that I was also Death.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because i truely believe that most people like myself are going to hell. This man knew where he was going and so he went crazy which is kind of like me, my friends say i am weird and crazy but i actually think that it is better because people are choosing me to be their friend because of the way i am.
Birth sign: Taurus
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