The Messenger

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    Death is not cruel.... it is the journey at the end of life. For my Aunt Jo. Taken on 10-15-09   Your smile will never fade

    The Messenger

    I take you in my arms releasing all your sadness and pain. Holding you tight so you feel my warmth. Pay no attention to what you have heard of me, for it isn't true. I am here to comfort you in your time of need. I can and will take care of you. Close your eyes and breath deep. Let yourself go. See? All is gone, all is forgotten, everything is alright. I was sent to get you. You knew I was coming. Say goodbye, for now you are mine and all is well. Its time we leave, for I am death and we must walk away together.

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    koolmom0 commented on The Messenger

    10-21-2009

    This is beautiful fatboy, very sincere, and touching. Koolmom
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    nonners commented on The Messenger

    10-21-2009

    wow fatboy i really loved this one it really touched my heart. i could keep reading-very well done
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    wagus commented on The Messenger

    10-21-2009

    Why do if death means as it does to us or we are told -- we fear it...? What if death is simply another birth and birth is the final call.. an expulsion from some realm... maybe even eden into this world... I fear not death and know little of birth and forget in between... This is gentle read death and birth are often not gentle... we can only hope our next is gentle...
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    am2anangel commented on The Messenger

    10-21-2009

    short but well written message. I think you could really strengthen this piece by making it longer. The concept and tale could be brought more detail. Excellent idea; just build it more.
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    rougepriest commented on The Messenger

    10-21-2009

    wow I like its seductive kinda giving in thing ya got going here pretty cool.
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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