Poems About Death
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Walking throug the snow, I know death waits
on my doorstep... -
I love everything about you
your smile and your cry... -
A reoccuring thought keeps pulsing in my head,
The thought of mom and only mom being dead... -
Snow falls from the heavens;
Tundra of desolation lies before me... -
I make art
my paper is my arm... -
The words are repeating in my head from the song
I try to apply them to myself and act as if I am... -
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I haven't seen a smile
No words can touch me... -
If you were to die by your own hand
Nothing would be right in or around my land... -
This cannot be,
Alone, you and I... -
This is the end, my friend,
The end is near and dear... -
It all happened on a dark day
she called me out to the road... -
In the dark I finally see
the reason I need to bleed...