She danced with death and he kissed her sweetly,
left her trembling and said "It's not your time"
She sank to her knees
Tears streaming down her face
Knowing he was right
She was lost
She was cold
She was alone
But she could not give in
Not yet
He would be waiting
But she still had so much life to live
Her sadness would stay there
It would sit in her heart
It would cause her to hurt
She knew now that
Living with the pain
Was better then dying and causing pain
Thursday, May 4, 2017
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