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Death
Contributed by
eternal_sorrows
on
Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 10:56:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Waiting for Death
but He never comes
though I know
He's visiting someone.
He once knocked at my door
But I wasn't home
yet, when He left
He wasn't alone.
Instead He visited
my lover, my friend.
Then He tried
to visit again.
But again I was gone
so He went next door
and visited grandma
then came back once more.
Rearing His head
with anger and hate
missing me again
but again sealed my fate.
For it was Mom
who answered that door
so He took her
to even the score.
So, now here I sit
and wait for that knock.
The one I've heard
but never got.
I know He's out there
visiting someone
and I'm still waiting
to be the next one.
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eternal_sorrows
... [
2004-08-03 22:56:03]
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Re: Death
(User Rating: 1 )
by KiLLeR_pHyScO_999 on
Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 11:11:01 PM AEST
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| OMG i love it!!!!!! its awesome.............i hope that didnt really happen to you.......that would suck if it did......i wish i would just die......:-( |
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