I Know Death
By butch
I know Death; he rides a dark horse in flowing dark robe he comes with the darkness he shows no mercy Death knows me; He knows my name; he follows me comes to my dreams wakens me in fright points his finger he calls me; He laughs at me; counts my minutes hides in shadows bides the time patiently smug he smiles; Death awaits me; casually remaining his eyes on me as the end nears resigned I become I await Death.... Written March 28th, 2002 © on Mar 28 2002 12:30 PM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"I know Death;..."