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I see Death
I see death, I want to feel its sweet embrace
I feel the death all around me, but I know I can not got to its embrace, his voice is so soft, so gentle it calls to you, no matter how happy you are.
His eyes are are so dark, that you can not see anything in them, nor feel anything but the cold cold of his dying breath. His hands are ever so cold. That you can feel them from a foot away. You ask did he come for me? Or is he looking for someone else????
The death I feel, sense is not mine....
The death, is for someone else. or I think it is. He has not answerd me to whom he is looking for. I just hear him knocking knocking on my door.
I can feel him knocking on the door, asking me if I know where they live, and where he can find them.
I do not answer, for I have fought this battle before.
I have fought for this life, and I am not going to this time.
He knows all I will give, but not the name..
For death has many faces, and so many ways to make you think you are blissfully happy, then takes it all out from under you.
Now are you strong enough to fight DEATH..
I sure hope you are strong enough, because I will no longer fight for your life. I have my own to take care of.
Sorry my friends, but you will have to fight your own battels from now on..
