Samael Wolf

Rookie - 3 Points (I'm not sure when I lived / Indiana)

Last Call - Poem by Samael Wolf

Time has become short
time has lost time
the leaves must fall
time for last call

substance lives within
Us all,
dont cry when its
time for last call

Its never bad
when ones time
is up
its just that time
has given in

dont cry for me
I dont have a clue
I'm not here anymore
last call.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 1, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, November 1, 2010

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