Death Asked For My Hand

by Iflookscouldkill   Jun 27, 2006


It knocked upon my door,
It courted me upon my door step.
It kissed my cheek ever so gently
It warmed my lips

And when death asked for my hand
I turned away in rejection
And when Death asked for my hand
I told him I didn\'t want his affection

And so as a result as to this rejection
Death now stalks me
Making my simple life a commotion.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Bridgette

    This is really good! I love it! It was very imaginative! Great job on this! 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Stephanie

    This is a alsome poem. I think u'll be an alsome poet!!!
    Signed,
    *~`Stephanie`~*

  • 18 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Huh short but sweet i like that nice poem 5/5

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