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The Failed Rebirth

I speak of death Whispered gently in a shaky breath They want to take me away Can you hear them calling thy? For I was not prepared to die Reincarnation Rebirth of the wild child Scared he cries, inside mother dies Prisoner, cannot run, cannot see, cannot move Memories of past life confuse Help me, take my hand Do not let me die Before I have opened my eyes Too late, there they are They begin to call Death makes an angel of us all Let me see light, once forgotten Sleep into an endless night

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 9/13/2013 10:22:00 AM
"Death makes an angel of us all"- excellent, beautiful verse!!
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Date: 3/1/2011 9:01:00 AM
Good write. Phyl
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