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Don't be Afraid

September 30, 2009
By Bellator BRONZE, Argyle, Texas
Bellator BRONZE, Argyle, Texas
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Though my Breath draws short,
Though my Body turns cold,
Though my Blood begins to freeze,
Though my Breath starts to mist,
I shall not hide before him,
I shall not run away,
I shall not try to deny him,
I shall not turn him away.
He is not one to be afraid of,
He is one to welcome.
His cloak,
Like a starless night,
Beckons me,
And answer his call I will.
He is the Angel of Death,
He shall show me the way.


The author's comments:
This one started out because i was simply cold, and it grew from there. Everyone associates Death with cold, so i took that and developed it. The point of the poem though, is that everyone fears Death, when they shouldn't, for he is simply the next step in our existence, and shall guide us to our new home.

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