Death, end of life
everyone gains it
Peaceful, lying
in the bed
Sleep continues on
Sudden, out
of nowhere
Suicide, accidents, and on
Blood, surrounding
when harsh and
deadly
When you are born
never, ever escape
it
Death comes to
all, and all
come to
death
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Inner Workings of My Mind
PoesiaA bunch of different poems and thought processes I've had and finally have the guts to share. I hope you guys like them. *NOT MY PICTURE.* credit goes to who ever made the awesome picture that I'm using for the cover. I personally found it on Pinter...
