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Death at My Door

Death is knocking at my door.
I feel him like an unwanted whore.
Why won't he just let me be?
There is still time for me, can't he see?
I see the knob turn slowly
and pray to God that he spares me.
His hand begins to show through the crack,
his time piece peeking through his knapsack.
He pulls a scroll from his robe,
can't he pick someone else from this globe?
I beg and plead
and ask him not to proceed.
He stands inside my threshold
like a groom waiting for his wife so they can grow old.
I no longer feel a fear from his intentions true
and walk towards his arms, there's nothing left to do.
I come close to death's frail arms
he pulls me in and I feel his charm.
Death puts his lips close to my ears,
he whispers to me words I barely hear:
"Now is not the time for you,
this is a warning to help you through.
You are worth many years to come
keep year chin up, don't seem so glum."
Death then lets go of his grip,
I cling on and feel his robe almost rip.
He smiles a faint gruesome grin
and sends chills through out my skin.
Death is walking outside of my door,
now I am changed more than ever before.

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