Dying Breath Poem by Pierre Pabstel

Dying Breath

Rating: 4.5


Lying on the grass
My blood flows away
With you at my side
I will die today

Your beautiful face
Sheds beautiful tears
I will no longer be there
To fight away your fears

And so I pass
I embrace my death
And in your arms, I release
My Dying Breath

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Pierre Pabstel

Pierre Pabstel

New Brunswick, Canada
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