death begins to whisper
speaking to my soul
it starts with a shiver
and starts to chill my bones
the embrace of it is sweet
feeling no more heat
the moon is up above
while feeling the lack of love
if only someone had saved me
and kept me from ending my life
the cold of death that chases me
would be scared off by the light
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Art of the Finest! (A collection of poems by Me!)
PoetryWhat's there to explain? It's a bunch of poems. Some are supposed to seem depressing and some just end up that way. Maybe someday I'll learn how to happiness :) but for now i'll just continue exposing the true emotions of our broken world
