The light is growing dim
Darkness is closing in
For once your sensitive
To all you feel within
You start to hear
What you have feared
You can't muster a tear
The hell hounds are here
Your eyes start to close
You start to feel froze
The last breath is about to go
The hell hounds will soon take you home
You feel their breath on your flesh
Waiting for your last breath
Slipping into an eternal rest
But wait! It will be an eternal torment
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Today (What Will You Do)
PoetryPoetry compiled of day to day instances that all will incur! It could be fighting the demons inside or helping the beggar on the street; What will you do? Poetry gives us a glimpse of a snap shot in life like the photographer! We always have a chanc...
