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Monday, June 6, 2011

DEATH


Often had I wondered
How I would meet you
Never have I dreamt
You would choose me sooner


Many a things to do
So little time
Dreams to be fulfilled
Destiny to be accomplished

Time’s winged chariot
Hurrying near my doorstep
trying to lure me away
before the assigned time

your icy clutches near my throat
Suffocates me further
I know my time has come
Yet I would fight you till the end

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