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How I died

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How I died

……..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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