Thursday, May 4, 2017

Dancing with death

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

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