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I will write random stuff that I am either feeling or thinking at the time. I hope that you don't get too freaked out, my mind is really weird.

Death

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by 21kbehnke

by 21kbehnke

Knock,

Knocking at my door.

All of my family and friends are in

the house,

and Life is here,

staying with us.

Death is the one knocking,

waiting for Life to

leave and

begone.

For he is always

lurking,

waiting,

and hanging

around the corner.

And just when you think Death has

gone,

that he has

left,

he starts to

knock,

once again.

But today, something's different.

Death doesn't stop

knocking.

For Life is going to leave someone.