I Live In The Hope Of Death! Poem by joana bluementhal
I Live In The Hope Of Death!
Death is my saviour,
and it will someday come to me.
It will lead away from grief,
and will set me free.
With death by my side,
there will be no tear.
No pain, no despair,
and nothing more to fear.
Death's cold hand,
will put off every fire.
No sorrows will await,
there will be joy forever.
Death like a mother,
will hold me in embrace.
It will come to my aid,
when there's nothing left to face.
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