Here It Is Finally My Last Stand. I Hear The Whisper In My Ear, Time To Go. I Hear Her Voice So Crystal Clear So Go Ahead And Weep Some More. Death The Final Door Of This Life. Take Me I Ask But The Door Stays Closed. Should I Knock Or Just Go? I Escaped Death That Day And Now I Run From Th Everyday So My Advice Go When It Asks Don't Walk Away. For I Know Now That Death Will Not Go Away.
A contest entry
- 1000 points: The Grim Reaper by Lj-.
1000 points, ended February 2, 2007, 23 entries
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I Think this is Good
I think if you Look at this From where You were in Life when you Wrote it. It will make alot of sense. It's actually really Good. But not to many others can see what you were going through at the time with the way you worded it. But then again you were having trouble seeing for yourself at this time in your life. -
This was simple but good. I like how you leave nothing really unsaid.
I must say I'm not a big fan on the way you arranged your stanzas, it just wasn't appealing to my eye.
Good write, nonetheless.
Thank you for your entry.
Best of luck! -
i like the poem itself but the way you have the words arranged kinda threw me off. I didn't flow as well.
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