Death

Death

A Poem by MistyFog

Death is near

It's almost hear

I am feeling cold

I am growing old

 

They bring me flowers

I count the hours

The days slip by

I know I will die

 

I fall asleep

It's hard to breathe

I close my eyes

I say goodbye

 

I have dreams of living

And thank you for what I've been given

Death is when you let go of life

You'll how it is, once you die

© 2012 MistyFog


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Added on June 23, 2012
Last Updated on June 23, 2012
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