Conversation with death

by Dana   Nov 20, 2005


There i stood still under the breezing breath of death, eye socket to eye ball , as she extended her phalanges to greet me into the other world..Am i dead? i asked "have i forsaken forgotten my wonderful existence?"...she lurked closely and replied "what existence?", "can you tell if your asleep or awake?" or if this is reality or your illusions that you have been conspired to believe in.. this other life you believed to have been living in for many years? I glared and replied suddenly realizing " god is a con artist " April fool has been every day of our life.....

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  • 19 years ago

    by Beebee

    Oh wow, this is cool!

  • 19 years ago

    by Solace

    Very nicely written.
    5/5 none to less xx:

    blaine *> : PainOfOne