The times of darkness
When there was no one in sight
You came along and made my world bright
When death was closing in on me
You saved me from the scythe
I was a prisoner so innocent and pure
It was a wonder why I was even locked up in there
When I was starving for life
You appeared in the nick of time
You saved me from the scythe
In my time of need
You showed no sign of greed
The wolves were such scavengers
That came to find me
Someone so helpless and alone
Just near death
I was about to take my last breath
You came to me and nursed me
Back to life; oh how will I ever repay you
For saving me from the scythe
You pulled me out of a dark time
You saved me from being a prisoner
To holding something bright
You saved my heart
From the death inside
You saved me from the scythe~
{Kye}
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Death Is The New Life
PoesíaOriginal poems put together to make a fabulous collection. Poems about the wrong society does and the tragedy that happens in every day life. After all a lot of walking people are dead inside. Enjoy!
