As inevitable as the changing of a season
He'll come to take
For many a reason
From this world you'll break
Away from the ones you love
You will go
You're fragile as a dove
As you'll soon know
Don't let yourself be consumed
By all of this deathly fear
Don't let yourself be consumed
When you end up here
You need to hold your own
When you walk in
Don't let them know
If you've committed a sin
So stand tall
For all to see
Don't let them make you small
Or forever you'll be
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The Death Poems: Collection 3
ПоэзияMy third collection of poems about death, sin, leaving, unhappiness, etc. I hope everyone likes these as much as the other two collections.
