Walking With Death Poem by Star Crossed Lady
Walking With Death
When Death comes I will not fight,
I'll take his hand and hold on tight,
As he leads me through the rain,
As he leads me from this pain,
I'll walk with him into the night,
I'll walk with him by candlelight,
And in Death I will find,
Total peace of the mind.
So.... I dunno but it's very, very good. I understand..... totally.
Dark and misty write but to me i also the same when the time is right because we cant fight the final fate like that...and we are heading the time so soon...Nice emotion, cold, mystery, true and nice_Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:43:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Death! ! ! ! we can never escape our fate which i hate to say today we are doomed, very nice write just as cold, meaningful and mysterious beatiful rhyme keep it up - GuessWho