Escaping as Death Follows
By poet0angel
creeping closer, it follows me everyday of my short life it doesn't smile it just snickers, making me miserable I crawl away everytime it just keeps getting closer reaching fo me with its fingers from a fiery pit following....following...following me clothed in the darkeness that is vailed in the night at me, it continues to try and bite, as it follows me like pain, it will never go away so I try to flee grabbing at me, I tug and pull as death follows me, everyday Written April 15th, 2002 © on Apr 15 2002 10:36 AM PST 0 • 1
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"creeping closer, it follows me..."