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Wednesday, 11 June 2014

Near to Me

my death is near
It is sure and certain
That out of this bed
I shall not get.
but cry not for me
shed not blood for me
no are weep for me.
Death whispered in my ear
but no one could hear.
I can't see the blood its being
washed away from the rain.
To many gone and I know
live never been strong
for once before I was with death
Its where belong.
no more tears,no more pain
no more screaming,no more hiding
for I am finally dying.
Only my dreams will wonder.