Art Of Death Poem by Derry Dose
Art Of Death
The art of death is very vast,
Some just die in the folder hour,
Someone dies with a bleeding scar,
Death is welcomed in many ways,
Can or cannot leave any trace,
God has death in his hands,
A rope can favour in our end,
The art of death is very vast.
Friday, February 23, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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