Death Fear Poem by Qinling Wang
Death Fear
I live in a death fear.
Before me stands a no face devil
In its hands with a waving shining sickle.
Its dark eyes as blowing chilly wind make me tremble.
The heavy death smell pervades in tonight's air.
I beg. I hide.
I get down on my knees and murmur for help.
"Oh, please!
Leave me alone feeling not sick
Or give me a release extremely quick."
17/01/2020
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5/19/2024 5:48:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A fascinating piece of poetry depicting the agony of death!