Living And Dying Poem by James Bush
Living And Dying
I live my life by a string.
Wondering what my life will bring.
Wondering if i will have peace inside.
Or if i will be taken by an evil tide.
It is getting time.
I am slipping into death with no fear.
My soul still mine.
You may not notice but i am almost there.
I am no longer alive.
I am freezing cold.
I no longer strive.
I am no longer bold.
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