Death

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    Death

    Death, you are my sweet love,
    come and give me your cold embrace...

    Wrap your icy arms around me,
    hold me, kiss me till I die...

    Let me feel your cold touch,
    feel you, feel death of my flesh...

    Release my soul from this agony,
    give me freedom, let me die...

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    soulwriter commented on Death

    06-29-2009

    Poetry - prose, a writers daydream to release every inward feeling of joy or of despair, sometimes hoping someone is listening and other times not giving a _ if anyone cares. Few words, powerful meaning. May you find your inner soul and bury the demons in words for all of us to delight in the write as you are set free. Write on!

    AbysmalGoddess commented on Death

    06-29-2009

    You've captured every plea, every single damn moment of my thoughts. You portray your thoughts so well, begging Death for eternal bliss...

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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