Death Starts Here Poem by Blanche Hardin

Death Starts Here



Why lie to me,
When I already know the truth.
You know it,
I expect it of you.
Listen closely with some time remain,
Its your time to be.
How time flies,
but I won't forget.
Its your time to die.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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