Heather Vance

Death - Poem by Heather Vance

He shows up everywhere waiting
When someone is ill he is there waiting
When someone is hurt he is there waiting
Waiting for that person to let go

Death has no true face or any true name
He is only just death
There to collect the souls
Of those who are done living

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 13, 2011

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