Andrea Rose Poet Free verse

Angel of Death

Angel of Death,
Cloaked in black.
With black scaled wings,
Upon her back.
Angel of Death,
Coming for me.
As soon as I sleep
Then dead I will be.
Taken by the night
It swallows and consumes me.
Now I am the angel
And death becomes me.

2003-2004
7th Grade

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Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper August 29, 2013 at 1:13 PM Damn good for being written by such a youngster, though I'm not that old LOL! I started at 15, some of those I have posted here on soup, but this is quite inspiring work. Very Good! MC

Poet Destroyer A June 14, 2013 at 9:31 PM wow... I love this. death becomes you, and you are saved... worth the trade... xox~ Linda

David Scott June 14, 2013 at 3:15 PM WICKED LIKE THE FEEL AND PATTERN HERE XX DAVIDSCOTT

Valerie The Heavy Hearted Poet June 14, 2013 at 2:21 PM Its crazy that you write about this...I am terrified to go to sleep...afraid of being overcome by my inner demons... You should get out of my head...lol... It was beautiful...great write!

Alisher Mirzoev June 14, 2013 at 9:44 AM Well written! I like this poem very much. - Alisher.

Edward Orozco June 14, 2013 at 9:15 AM Well written poem, scary description of death.. Welcome to poetry soup!' - Edward :) Andrea Rose June 14, 2013 at 9:26 AM Thank You! I actually wrote this when I was in 7th grade, about 13 years old. Actually one of the first poems I ever wrote that I really thought anything of :)

Andrea Rose June 14, 2013 at 4:47 AM I accidentally deleted this piece this morning in a fog for the poem I was trying to post last night actually went through, about 5 times... then this was accidentally deleted after receiving about 30 views and 3 comments. Wish I could get those back!