As I stare unwillingly into the face of Death,
I see just how I fair by Death's menacing stare.
It stops me dead and cold and so alone,
Is it possible that Death's cold hands
Have stolen me from your warm loving embrace.
I can't believe you were left with this pain to bare,
But stay strong and know my soul is still with you
Don't be scared to move on,
I know it's hard but carry on.
When its time for you to let go and come on home,
I'll be there to grab your hand and hold you tight
And neva let you go.
A contest entry
- Romance & Men by JesusFreak92.
550 points, ended December 12, 2008, 17 entries
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Last line neva
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Good imagery. interesting concept, yet very well penned
Mylee -
wow
baby that is so good....-tears-
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aww well that's really cute!! keep writing!!
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