We know him as
death
no other name
he moves us around
as he wishes
and then
he knocks us out
of the game
like pawns
on a chess board
as long as God has
given us life
he has been there
to take it away
he comes in swiftly
squeezing out your last
breath
and departs
with your soul
it doesn't matter
where you go
he will find you
who knows
You may be NEXT
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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dylan!! your poems are awsomebut there soo depressing ): haha good job though (:
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