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Poems about death, loneliness and suicide
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I met death face to face
But he would not my soul take
Instead he turned and fled from me
In fear he thought me much to bold.
I reach my arms to seize her
And grapple with her to make
But death was stronger than I
And would not my soul take.
I saw her as she stumbled
In fear fleeing from from me
But I felt no compassion
For not even death wanted me.
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| 1 | DEATH IS SUCH A USELESS THING | 2 | 209 | 2013/01/20 | 11 years ago |
| 2 | WAITING | 251 | 2013/01/24 | 11 years ago | |
| 3 | If death were but a dream come true | 272 | 2013/02/06 | 11 years ago |