Death As Itself
Blowing in the breeze I saw Death
Upon wing like any other bird
But Death was not sing son
Death sang with a dreadful crow!
Death would perch outside my window waiting
ALWAYS waiting
Waiting outside my window
Though always quiet
As if it were listening for something, someone
then, one day, on the Eve of All Hollows
It left with a great flurry and a TERRIBLE cry
It left
Little did I know that it was I it had been waiting for
and it was I who had left in a flurry and a terrible cry
For I am Death as itself
poem by Samantha Rak
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Angel Arms
In the arms of the angel I am carried to the gates of heaven
I am safe
Safe
Away from myself and you
Pain has become but a distant memory
But it still stabs at my heart at the near THOUGHT of you
In the arms of the angel
Far from you
I am broken
Torn to shreds by the anger of our last words
Shattered by the ground which embraced me when I fell
In the arms of the angel I was lifted from the rubble
The dirty hole in which you'd layed my broken body
JUMP, my love
Take my hand
I will guide you
In the arms of the angel
So far away
poem by Samantha Rak
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