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kissing death
death came for me last night.
he stood outside my door while it rained,
raised his skeletal hand and, ever so quietly, knocked three times.
why was i so eager to answer?
he stood outside my door while it rained,
raised his skeletal hand and, ever so quietly, knocked three times.
why was i so eager to answer?
i opened the door with great enthusiasm.
i stepped aside
and invited death into my lonely home.
no fear. no worries. no troubles or regrets.
just sweet release.
i kissed death passionately and felt as he
drained the life out of me,
sucked the remaining color out of my already grey world.
and i enjoyed every second of it.
an oldie but goodie! glad to
an oldie but goodie! glad to see you and it survived! :)
If its possible, no matter what it always starts with a dream!