Dead and Gone

by Danarile   Oct 24, 2013


Dead and Gone

So here I sit,
Beside my grave.
Waiting for the Reaper,
To decide my fate.

I lie here patient,
As the world turns.
Not many people know,
That soon it shall burn.

Here he comes,
I am done.
Soon it will say on the blank stone,
"Here lies someone who is Dead and Gone..."

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