The Death

August 25, 2009
By Anonymous

All hope you have now turns to dust,
Seems your heart to have stopped, but beat you know it must.
Ka-thump.
Ka-thump.
For it booms in your ears as the grief you have heightens,
Fears poisonous grip on your heart now tightens.
Ka-thump.
Ka-thump.
Sadly, in your last moments there is no one with you,
And you slip away as there is nothing to hold on to.
Silence.
Silence.


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