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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ……..he was still behind me Pursuing me- Brandishing a dagger Flaring anger- I tumbled and fell- And could tell From his violent breathe, That he was close, hot like the hearth…. I was up in a swing But he was there as if with wings. “God help me!” But was death the fee? And I ran with all mortal speed But he was there, I felt the heat. T’was as if there existed a pull- For he never gave a gap than a bull… He was there- there and there! And again I fell.. But he was fast this time and was Untop of me for the worst…. I stared up at his face- Glistening with sweat at a fast pace- Decorating a face full of murder- But I prayed for a heavenly thunder…. His eyes were blood-shot And his chest pounding hot. I tried to cry but had no voice- ..and soon his dagger appeared with no choice… I watched him with fear As he raise the dagger like a peer And watched it brought near- Near..Near..Near it came without a tear.. Before I could summon my thought, The very dagger was in my heart’s core. And at that instant I felt a fatal pain Where forth all my life was drained. And so I died – And here I am still in this light Telling you the gentle tale That all the fairies fear to nail. “But did you die?” one of the children asked me. I smiled for that was part of me. “I died but had to return to tell you the story.” And away they fled leaving me to worry. And because I was bored, I returned to hell out of the earth’s pore And told the devil I was due. Because at that time life could not be renewed..
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