I can feel myself
Falling apart
What is that I see ahead--
--Drift away from my earthly bed
Join the roses of the sky
To a garden where I can fly
The sheets around me burning white
My soul leaves gravity for flight
But something's holding me behind
It is you on the other side
You hold my hand behind this wall
Afraid afraid that I will fall
But my dear I'm already gone
So you will let me go anon
But till then with you I'll wait
To be caught in palms of fate.
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Never Catch Me
ПоэзияA collection of poems about death. WARNING: contains death. #24 in poetry 9/25/15