Critical Analysis #2 |
Death |
Laurenel Junior Member
since 2003-03-12
Posts 17Georgia, USA |
I hear the call of Death’s clear voice Bidding me to come I walk the path through forests dark A well trod trail indeed I hear the voices of the lost Who wander here and there Calling out their tortured pain Looking for help not there Yet still I walk through endless night Where living cannot follow I’m past the point where tears can fall Nor pain or harm or sorrow [IMG]http://student.claytonstate.net/~csu12297/Larenel.jpg[IMG] |
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