You Can Call Me Death
I am called by many names
Surely you have heard my claim to fame
Crank, ice, crystal and meth
But you can just call me death
For I will destroy you one by one
Moms, dads, daughters, and sons
I will suck the very soul from your being
But still you stay without fleeing
The arrogance of man astounds me
For he thinks he can control thee
I am the one with the power
To tear down your ivory tower
No more joy will you know
Only downhill is where you’ll go
Your face will change to an ugly mess
No one will know you this I confess
I am not your friend nor do I care
But like a fool you are unaware
You beg me to take you on a ride
While I rot your very insides
Crank, Ice, crystal and meth
But you can just call me death!
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Copyright © Erin Soares-Anselmi | Year Posted 2014
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