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Deaths hand
May 15, 2014
I never felt alive
until death touched me.,
Ripping through my skin
to kiss my bones
and drain my blood.
When i was young,
i waited up at night
for someone to save me
or for something to save me.
To think that years ago
i believed in god
and I was genuinely happy.
Life was simple.
Thoughts were never evil.
Now I hold deaths hand.
I let him control me.
I'm waiting for him to take me with him.
Maybe then my heart will beat.
© Karen S., Norwalk, CT
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