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The Morning That Death Was Killed

Rating: 3.7
I woke in a place that was dark
The air was spicy and still
I was bandaged from head to foot
The morning that death was killed.

I rose from a mattress of stone
I folded my clothes on the sill
I heard the door rolling open
The morning that death was killed.
I walked alone in the garden
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COMMENTS
Madeline Deboer 30 September 2009
Excellent! I really like this one.
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Alan Curtis 22 February 2007
That is a Poem! May u and the ones u love live long and peaceful lives. Alan
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Debra Bonds 05 November 2004
I love this poem! ! ! In awe of God's almighty power! ! !
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