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  • Death

    End

    I can feel the darkness around,
    it's draining vitality from me...

    Coldness slowly filling my body,
    my vision is fading away...

    Laugh, sick sadistic laugh,
    that's the last thing I hear...

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    gothicsueaside’s Poems (22)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Only Thing Missing 3
    Just a Loan 3
    My debt 0
    Fate of my dreams 0
    Wishes 1
    Death, My Friend 2
    End 0
    Death 2
    Epitaph 0
    Tainted 0
    Thank you 2
    Love Meant Nothing 2
    Lost half 0
    My destiny 1
    Dead tears 0
    Farewell 0
    Crucifixion of an Angel 3
    The Last Word 1
    Graveyard of the Forgotten 2
    Dream of Death 2
    Discarded Love 5
    Valentines Day Lament 2