Death
Death
Why are you knocking on my door?
With you around, I feel scared;
Feverish;
throbbing painfully from head to toe.
Death, why are you sleeping on my door steps?
I can't leave my house
I can't leave my bed.
I can't stop but worry about how much longer,
I have...
Before I never see a sun rise again;
Laugh with friends;
Hug my children and just enjoy each new day
Death.
Stop knocking on my door!
Be gone
I want to live!
With this thought I get up and get ready for work and;
my Life
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