I Am Death Poem by Saint Cynosure
I Am Death
You cannot run,
you cannot hide,
I am never satisfied.
I'm the price you pay,
for all your lies.
And all that hate,
you hold inside.
I've waited for you,
since your birth.
In this darkened space,
beneath the dirt.
You no longer feel,
but others hurt.
In death you rest,
while the living work.
And I wait for them,
beneath the dirt.
creepy... very creepy... makes me not wanna play with dirt. lol. Becca
I enjoy my walks in your darkness as you always manage to produce a chill...nice work.
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