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Death
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The Rest What can I do
To avoid this fate?
I have not a clue.
I guess I’ll have to wait.
The image haunts my dreams:
My impending death.
Very soon, it seems,
I’ll draw my last breath.
With no one by my side
To hear my dying yell.
One alone will decide,
Whether it’s Heaven or Hell.
It comes to me as no surprise,
I have witnessed my own demise.
I like this poem quite a bit. I think most people feel this way at some point in there lives. (some more often then others) It is great though keep up the good work.
I like your poem!