Angles of Death
There is something in air, that is empty
As it collects the soul far and near
The approach is silent yet strong
Signaling as body falls to ground
Angles of death are doing their duty
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Written in the memories of few people who passed away last few weeks,
a bachelore of 45
a lad in 20s
a father in 50s
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Copyright © Azim Mohammed | Year Posted 2011
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