Upon my last breath,
I tried to fight death,
He was taken back,
When I gave him a smack,
In the end I fell,
And was took to Hell,
Now I'm a soldier,
Left to smolder,
Next to the dead,
Who are trying to take my head,
Till I die,
It shall remain a tie.
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21 Peoms
PoetryThis is a compilation of 21 poems. There is no category they all fall under, and they seem to make little sense. But you may find them thought provoking. Enjoy.
Me and Death
Upon my last breath,
I tried to fight death,
He was taken back,
When I gave him a smack,
In the end I fell,
And was took to Hell,
Now I'm a soldier,
Left to smolder,
Next to the dead,
Who are trying to take my head,
Till I die,
It shall remain a tie.