The Confrontation
By leahcullen
The Confrontation Can you feel the Grey? Stalking yo in the silent Breeze, Death Strikes, It's time to confront your existants, It's time to face your fear. The path of life Faith marked out Is staring you straight in the eye. The eye of faith. The eye is silvery Grey Peering at you in a pool of faith. Is this the life Faith marked out? Wandering in a mist of unknown, Dancing inthe hidden forest of Death. You know, with another role of the dice, This life could be yours. Who knows when your numbers up? Who can tell when the Grey's coming After you?This is one of the wierdest and crappest poems I have ever written!! I don't know why I posted it, I just did, I wrote this a long time ago!! Sorry it's so bad!!!! Written April 19th, 2002 © on Apr 19 2002 03:56 AM PST 0 • 10
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