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The search has come to end,
Ready for death,
Last breath.
The cloak falls,
What was hidden,
he is shown.
A dark shape approaches,
he welcomes it like an old friend,
and falls into death's embrace.
- by PetitEspoir |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/13/2009 |
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- Title: Death ...
- Artist: PetitEspoir
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Description:
Yes, about a million people do poems on death, but really, I want to enter mine so I will!
This poem is about a man who welcomed eath after hiding from it for so many years Xx - Date: 02/13/2009
- Tags: death
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- PetitEspoir - 04/06/2009
- thank you x
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- sasori of the red sand 34 - 02/15/2009
- nice poem
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- PetitEspoir - 02/14/2009
- please leave comments!
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- PetitEspoir - 02/13/2009
- Hey ^^ I like to write poems, but they are short, I like shrot poems, I don't know why! I welcome all comments, but please don't be too bitchin' Xx
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