Death Surrounds Me Poem by K J

Death Surrounds Me



Death surrounds me cutting like a knife piercing my flesh,
Cutting deeper than ever thought could be possible,
Aiming for my heart to rip it from my chest
Because death can do that without mortal fear
Making people suffer every single year
Death is not just a human thing
It’s something that every thing shares
But they’re not truly dead as long as we remember.

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Buried Alive 06 June 2011

and who would know better than the Count himself.. such dead words.

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