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Call Into The Night

Sometimes death it calls to me, like a welcomed beckon in the night.
A way to end all the miserery, a way to escape this stress and freight.
But of this call I do not answer, I can not meet death at its door.
The pain it would bring to all those I love, this is a pain I can not give,
This is a promise that I swore!

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  1. Date: 3/29/2012 8:46:00 AM
    congrats on your featured poem of the week

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 4:50:00 PM
    Congrats on the feature, Kirstie.

  1. Date: 3/28/2012 6:20:00 AM
    Congratulations on your premium featured write this week Kirstie. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 3/25/2012 9:28:00 PM
    congrats on feature..Patrick

  1. Date: 4/8/2011 12:19:00 PM
    have stopped by to read some of your excellent poetry today Kirstie. I hope to be back soon to read them again. I wish you the best with your writing always. Miss you here at the Soup. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 7/22/2008 5:45:00 AM
    Kirstie, this so breaks my heart. Don't think there aren't many of us who can relate to this, because there are. It is a promise you must keep, for the reasons you say. And one day, sweet friend, things will be better, try to believe it. Sending you much love and encouraging hugs. Hang in there. Keep writing. Love always, Shar

  1. Date: 7/21/2008 9:13:00 PM
    you seem to have touched on a philosophy I have lived by all of my life - dying is easy it's living that is hard - death is no more than a stopping of the hands while life is being crushed by them. Blessings always

  1. Date: 7/21/2008 12:03:00 PM
    dont ever think of doing what I know this poem is about.You are gods child not the worlds.When the world has you down you go to christ not the other way round.There are poeple out here who are going thrue things than you YOUR BLESSED SO BE BLESSED