Death...Free or a slave

by Lance   Feb 11, 2008


Death is nothing but a slave
for your soul doth he crave
he will glide to take you're soul
no compassion, heart of coal
he will find you if you fall weak
if you're hope dies down than he will seek
take him on into his game
beat him hard and clear your name

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  • 16 years ago

    by bill

    Wow!

  • 16 years ago

    by Sweet Disposition

    Another great poem 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by she

    True, although somtimes death seems like a freind

  • 16 years ago

    by pookiengurgi

    That was written so fluently and it was excellent...ghard to say for me, cuz I was even confused about what you were trying to say in this poem..but it was good.

  • 16 years ago

    by Joshua Reimer

    Nice poem

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