Leon Agnew


Danse Macabre - Poem by Leon Agnew

O, Death, you come quickly
You take the worser off
You come for the sickly
Yes, we will all die soon
With happiness or pain
In sunshine or blizzard
Cloudiness, sleet, or rain
Yes, you've heard this before
I know. I know it all.
I wish I knew it all.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010



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