poem collection

I'm just going to put a lot of poems in here and update when I write a new poem so there wont be any special days i upload...I hope you find my poems entertaining or at least touching...i have written all the poems myself

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4. Death

When i was born

It started walking

Walking

Not slow

Walking 

Not fast 

 

Sometimes

I run away

from it

Sometimes

I run towards

It

I have no idea

Which one i do

 

But we are

Always

Moving

Towards or away

from each other

No one knows

But moving

 

One day

We will met

And when

It reaches out

And grabs me

With its long

Claw-like

Hands

 

At that point

I will breathe out

Final breath

Darkness

 

For without Death

Life has no meaning

And without him

My path wouldn't 

Be necessary 

But a waste

A waste of time

 

 

 

 

Death is an incurable illness

That everyone suffers

and no one survives

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