Benedict Graumann


Sweet Death - Poem by Benedict Graumann

sweet death made your bed
he did it last night
he came through your window
in the middle of the night

sweet death made your grave
he did it last night
he came to your backyard
in the middle of the night

sweet death made you free
no worries, no fears
now you can rest -
in the middle of the night

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 14, 2010


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