Talking With Death

Wed, 01/14/2015 - 18:24 -- madsl24

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Take my hand and walk with me
I can be your friend when no one else is
I can be there
 
So appealing and intriguing
Welcoming you into their world
offering the love you don’t receive
 
Yet how can something so dark and evil be so lovely and inviting
 
What are you waiting for
Come with me if you want to be free
 
I want to
I really do
 
You reach for the hand of death
You let it take you away
Fading into the darkness
 
Into a peaceful unconscious state of mind
 
Gone

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