Death Rattle - Poem by Stephanie Cage
its the story of love the story she didn't own
the story she longed for in her weakest tone.
she cried out for love
but no one came to rescue
as her heart began to crack
her soul slipped through.
Her eyes went cold
her face grew pale
she was hungry for love
her limbs became frail.
her lips turned purple
hence lack of touch from another pair
her arms reached out for the anyone that wasnt there.
with very few words left
she began to say.
'someone please love me'
then her words went stray
they call it the death rattle
but for her it was a cry for affection
thats what happens when the world doesn't love
cause all she needed was a fraction.
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