We All Must Go Away

AnnaB
Covering much ground today, I know I soon must go away.
Go away, for already the hands of death are reaching my way.

Listening carefully, I hear the footsteps grow steadily closer still.
Yet, how is it I never appear to be ill?

Laughing death walks ever near, waiting to shake my hand.
Soon, death will walk with me through that mysterious land.

Stepping forward death will walk with me to the very edge.
Yet, another hand will guide me through deaths shadow, as I walk not alone across that final ledge --

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Someone just like you.Who likes to write a lot at times. Perhaps one day I will write something that will make you cry, and then make you laugh. I want to write so that the words I have written can b...  View profile

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  • T L Wilson3/31/2011

    woooow

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