~Death Is The Key~ : Writing

Love Is Pointless

Love Is Pointless

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


Love is just a bunch of smoke and mirrors, it doesn't exist on this planet, pointless to try to undersand, the way of life with love is nothing but..
You do not care if I live or die.

You do not care if I live or die.

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


As I run away in pain from you, as you chase after me, there is a part of me that still cares for you, so I listen to that part of myself, and I t..
The Beautiful Dancing Snow Fairies.

The Beautiful Dancing Snow Fairies.

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


let it snow, let it hail, let itfreeze, snowing so rough, hailing so hard, loving every moment of the stormy blizzard, the frost bittenwind hitt..
peace shaped poem

peace shaped poem

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


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love heart

love heart

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


lo,ve, l,lovelove,o love,love,love love,love,lo love,love, love, lo, v
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star sparkling bright

star sparkling bright

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


s tar star star,s star.star,star,star star,star,star star,star, star star sta sta st st a r
I Wish I Could Go Back To The Way Things Were Before.

I Wish I Could Go Back To The Way Things Were Befo..

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


its about a long lost friendship between two friend who no long speak to one another.
Christmas, Presents, Holiday Cheer, and Santa Claus.

Christmas, Presents, Holiday Cheer, and Santa Clau..

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


Christmas Time oh Christmas Time, It makes you think of present and all the holiday bells, standing under the misletoe, oh me oh my there he is, S..
Christmas Time Is Close at Hand

Christmas Time Is Close at Hand

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


Christmas time is near, and the egg nogg is here, we gather with our friends and family, to celibrate the greatChristmas time of year, come and si..
The Black Blur

The Black Blur

A Poem by ~Death Is The Key~


The Black Blur I hear something in the distance, I slowly turn to see a blur, of the creature that's coming, coming fast, so fast, that it's not..