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Crying Into the Night

As i cry into the night I refuse to thing everything is alright, Then the wind breaks down my door Demanding more and more. I can't take it as my hallway is lit I see the face of death then my foggy breath As he raises his scythe high above his head My last seconds are seeing my own bloodshed As i fade into the darkness I know my life will end in blackness I reappear seeing my bloody body Blood blood Bloody Bloody Death laughs 'You were as helpless as a baby calf' We walk to the basement then through the wall We walk down the bone filled halls The silent is as dead as the bones As far as were going we might meet Davy Jones We come to a stop in a room full of fog it seems to be as dense as a baby hog Then colors appear into familiar shapes Finally i recognize the hand sewn drapes Everyone's talking then one comes walking I recognize her golden hair This girl was always so fine and fair 'In loving memory' She says as she holds up the symbol of holy with tears in here eyes she sets the cross down Then she walks away in a silky gown Im interupted by voices 'you have many more choices' I awake in my bed it...It was all in my head I thought i was dead But again it was all in my head I sit up and smile Ill be here for a while

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Date: 6/20/2016 11:30:00 PM
Kayla, Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words. Keep sharing and writing poetry. ~SKAT~
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