Death Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

Death



Don't stop 'til they're all dead -
We're winning this fight.
Either you risk your life now
Or have it taken away late in the night.

A split second
Before life or death
Look to the left
And be careful
Of the soaring
Angels of fear

Pastel red roses
And porcelain white,
The indigo blue casket
Is set to arrive.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this while at my aunt's house. My cousin was playing a violent (like all games nowadays) video game and I got the idea of this from there.
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