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Mama said it was taken care of
“Child, there’s nothing to be scared of”
I close my eyes, and to my surprise
There is something I’m made aware of
A tingle, running, down my spine
I’m no longer feeling fine
Could this be, the end of me
Surely, I must disincline
Afraid to look, from where I stand
Lost within this haunted land
I realize, I was not so wise
Death has taken the upper hand
He stays, speaking not a word
He obviously is not deterred
Why do I fear, this one so near?
This is really quite absurd
Do you think he will stay?
Will I make it through the day?
I know not he, who comes for me
I just wish he’d go away
I think, shut tight, I’ll keep my eyes
I know his will, I won’t defy
I think that’s best, I can feel unrest
Someone save me, I don’t want to die!
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Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
Your poetry is Magnificent ! Dorinda 👍🤝🌹
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Thank you so very much, Srikanth! ❤
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Yipes
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I’m going to hide now lol
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