As I look yonder
I see death in his famous walk.
He is rummaging through out the earth
To find the next futile one to take with him.
As he walks to me
I can see his cloak of darkness.
I see his jagged teeth of many of mens blood.
I feel his piercing eyes of fury.
As we meet to me he is no stranger.
I have seen him many times before.
I have seen the sadness he gives those that remain,
While those that leave with him depart with smiles on thier faces.
I have known Life,
So I know the incompleteness life has to offer.
Many times I have expressed my sorrow with Life,
But then again I have felt the joys that Life can give.
Both are my friends
But this time I must join with Death.
For Death is my passport to a heaven of bliss.
My journey with Death should only be a short time.
To Life I say "Goodbye"
"Just remember this isn't our end."
"Shortly we will meet again."
Another chapter is about to begin
By Dedlypoet
No Time To Cry
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