Death Poem by Nicholas Hrynchuk
Death
Some people want death,
But then realize,
At their final breath,
This isn't what I wanted
Death comes in forms,
You can't describe,
Even if you swore,
You still want to die,
That or even cry
I made a promise,
That I wouldn't cause my death,
But with every breath,
I still come closer
Thursday, May 13, 2010
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