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Standing there across the hall.

Watches every move we make.
Watches every step we take.
Just waiting for us to break.

Watches our ego tumble.
Watches our world crumble.
Just waiting for us to make a fumble.

You begin to loose the grip.
Running out of things to hit.
Try to find a way to end this *****.

But he'll be there.
Staring down at you, oh so fair.
To tremble you wont dare.

He'll give you his hand.
Show you the land.
Makes you think that he can make it grand.

Down you will follow.
Your heart has grown shallow.
Your body hangs from the gallows.

You lay yourself on his bed.
Now this is your end. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 13 [informant] => bopeep [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Death

Contributed by bopeep on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 07:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Death awaits us all.
Standing there across the hall.

Watches every move we make.
Watches every step we take.
Just waiting for us to break.

Watches our ego tumble.
Watches our world crumble.
Just waiting for us to make a fumble.

You begin to loose the grip.
Running out of things to hit.
Try to find a way to end this *****.

But he'll be there.
Staring down at you, oh so fair.
To tremble you wont dare.

He'll give you his hand.
Show you the land.
Makes you think that he can make it grand.

Down you will follow.
Your heart has grown shallow.
Your body hangs from the gallows.

You lay yourself on his bed.
Now this is your end.

Copyright © bopeep ... [ 2002-12-12 07:30:00]
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Re: Death (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 07:38:28 AM AEST
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ewwwww scary stuff u got here ,there's no escape from death...gr8 write
GINA

Re: Death (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 09:56:18 AM AEST
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Yes this freaked me out I began to look around me! I'll stare it right in the face! Christina

Re: Death (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 09:33:42 PM AEST
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whoa emma~ great write, as usual... lots of familiar emotions in this... death seems such an understanding friend at times... but he is a rather ominous figure... ttyl...

Re: Death (User Rating: 1 )
by nightrider on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 09:38:24 PM AEST
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wow... i just dont know what to say... this sounds so true, and almost comforting, that sounds so weird, but, i am... it, it, it, its just great, as usual... sorry, i just cant explain how this made me feel...

Re: Death (User Rating: 1 )
by adsalamon on Friday, 13th December 2002 @ 06:57:10 AM AEST
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me like it! :)

Re: Death (User Rating: 1 )
by frozensuicide on Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 07:06:50 PM AEST
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ya know? somwtimes i wonder why death takes so long to grab me with its grasp to let me fly in the tip of its wings ya know? But hey,. thats a good thing he's not i guess. hehe, i like this one. made me think a bit... which ya know isnt a good thing@!but hey, it was good!

Re: Death (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 17th February 2003 @ 09:13:36 PM AEST
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it leaves much to be desired in the form of style, and wording.it isn't bad,but it isn't good.

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