A Cadavers Tale

they wept  
they crept
 but i cradled death unto its first steps and what i loved has fallen with me 
to weild a blade are to weild this tale i come before my fears 
darker than the sea and the only enmy i see is me
i surrender myself now i can live 
death or life is what i choose to give
sever from fears and mortal tears
as you listen to a dead mans tale
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Cooke Avatar
April 20, 2012 at 1:57 PM
Good poem, needs enmy (enemy). Always spell check your work. Still I liked it
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