Thinking Of Death - Poem by Jenel Shain
When I look into your eyes all I see is fear,
and a deep depression.
Later on in your life,
your cold black heart will break,
and death will be upon you,
as you lie there,
thinking if there will be a tomorrow.
The next day your just lying there in you dark clothes,
thinking of death,
as a shock of pain spreads through your body.
Thinking about death,
your tears streak your face,
as you body grows cold.
Now you lie there dead,
with no one to hold you.
Your heart is broken,
no more red and full of love,
all is black,
with no beat of sound.
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