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My time is over,
death is here,
for i did call,
and he did hear

He took me to,
a place i've not been,
High above all,
even the wind,

I didn't question,
for he knew best,
I just had to be,
he would do the rest,

But my mind took to wandering,
'where are we?' i thought,
he turned and said,
you have been taught,

That this is the place,
that all come for ties,
to those that are dead,
you were tought these lies,

To comfort yourself,
you listened to them,
for you were scared,
of the death of men,

You're not the only one,
taken by these promises,
from the northern Ice,
to the southern Rises,

All over the Globe,
they all cease to exsist,
and they come here,
for me to assist,

They need my help,
for they are meantaly lame,
they can't believe,
they aren't to blame,

For believing the lies,
they were told,
by those before them,
who's message is old,

A long standing lie,
that has decieved many,
one that doesn't discriminate,
it will decieve any,

The lie continues,
well past today,
and as men die,
they continue to say,

'My time is over,
Death is here,
for I did call,
and he did hear.'





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micaelagreen17 said...
Jun. 10, 2012 at 1:47 am
This was really great. Im quite surprised i havent read it before now.
 
Poetic_Person This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 9, 2012 at 8:10 am
This poem has a very nice flow. I enjoyed reading it. Good job 
 
ApolloSilver replied...
Jun. 9, 2012 at 11:47 am
thankyou very much
 
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