Death

by Daisy   Jan 22, 2009


I know wherever I am,
Whatever i see,
I will never be afraid, to die,
Of insanity,
The angels lead me on to the world,
Where i will move on,
I pray for my father,
My family too,
All my fears will renew,
And my life will be through.

Death will show a cold hand,
Showing three gains of sand,
Representing each day,
In which my life will waste away,
Then a apple with twelve pips,
Which will represent twelve lips,
Saying goodbye.
Then a necklace of pearls,
With 10 pearls on it,
Representing the long tearful death I fear.
I take his hand,
To join a faraway land,
My paradise.....

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