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by Skye Apr 8, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I can taste the sweet scent of death, it is hanging in the air, prolonging this life just doesn't seem fair. Can you hear it calling? It's waiting on me, to take me away, from all that is living.. Can you hear it creeping through the air at night? Its searching for me. hiding from light. I'll give it my heart, give it my soul, the sweet scent of death never gets old. It will never leave me alone, it wants me to go, So I'll give it my life and never come home.
by Geegz
Really gd... keep on rockin... :)
by p4y5c0
Wow thats a great poem keep it up!
by master of shadow
Very well written peice, easy to read and undersatnd and very clearly portrayed 5/5