Death Poem by America BILLS

Death



In death's hands I lay
Will your love be enough to pull me from the tight grip?
Death taunts you
He is slowly killing me
Laughing as you don't know what to do!
He plays with my hair and calls me his
You tremble in fear of the outcome.
Tears start rolling down my face as
I am scared to see one of us die!
Will you rescue me from death?
Or will I die in your arms tonight?
Will I watch my love die?
Will this be our last kiss?
For I will die for you!
I won't watch you die tonight my love
Don't worry this is all just a sick dream.

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