Black Cloud

by Rebecca   Jul 28, 2007


Death is something that will always happen
even when you don't want it to
It's the inevitable end
that lurks above you all your life

It's always there like a shadow in the dark
waiting for the right time to pounce
the time where your death will hurt the most
death is a black cloud

It is a black cloud
that is constantly there
lurking in the shadows
waiting to pounce

This inevitable black cloud
that envelops us all one day
and takes us away from what we know
it takes us into the unknown

Death is the black cloud
that lurks around everyone
ripping families apart
and destroying lives

Death is this inevitable thing
that happens to us all
and we are all powerless to stop it
Death will always happen
No matter how much we don't want it to
It is a black cloud that lurks in the shadows
and it is destined to envelop us all

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