Peter Cloutier

Rookie (Decmber 17th,1990 - Present / Canada)

Death

Death is immortal...
It slowly eats away at you like a plague,
dissolving all that is good like acid.
From the moment you open your eyes you're nailed with a tag,
it dares not to nag as it has already marked you.
Staulks you wherever you go,
fading out of sight whenever you turn to see,
whether somethings been following you and what it would be.

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