Death
Her head pounds.
The voices scream.
Death starts to drool with greed.
She doesn't want to die, but she wasnts to end it all.
Death is cunning, death is charming.
No more pain
No more screaming,
But death is also lieing.
Copyright © Amanda Gaber | Year Posted 2011
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