My heart flutters in stark horror
My hands tremble disclosing terror
My eyes bulge out as I catch my breath
Whenever I hear and think of DEATH.
The sight of knives perpetually prompt qualm
These blades of Death ne'er fail to disturb my calm.
Catastrophe is Death's another favorite ally
So I simply shudder when I'm faced with calamity.
Thanatos impishly breaks into my solitude
When he takes my love ones and creates disquietude.
Oh, Death! How utterly I dread
Yet how can I escape the day that I'll be dead
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Comments
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...this creates so many thoughts in my mind. even the pure the smell of fear radiated out from this piece. its ones like this that make it hard to judge
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