Matthew Thomas Donovan


When I'm Dead


When I am laying cold and dead,
Do not be frightened by my smile;
I've left the confines of my flesh
And raised my soul above this isle.
The gods are weary of my fight,
And I am tired of their games,
So end my labours, take my life,
And show me all that's past this frame.

Submitted: Sunday, January 05, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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  • Tanya Gupta (3/14/2014 5:33:00 AM)

    greatly penned poetry. loved your lines........ come and read my poetries and leave your comments (Report) Reply

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