Death I do not fear
By Hanger
Whisper to me now Sweet nothings in my ear Sing for me now For words I cannot hear Paint for me now With oils in colours hue Describe them too me clearly For visions I cannot view Caress me now With fingers soft and tender Caring for me always For feelings I cannot render My mind is glazed with darkness For my time is surely near Yet cry for me not For death I do not fearThese are thoughts I had in a very weird dream. Written March 11th, 2002 © on Mar 11 2002 07:06 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Whisper to me now..."