Fear no more...
Sucide; Todays tonic for frustration
a gaint back door from reality
Slips in unconciously as just a mere thought
It resides there in our mind gathering opportunities to enthrone itself
just like a brutal politicain seeking for a chance to be president
It has no blood on its hands
he is just a ally
dragging you hand to meet his friend,master "DEATH"
Why do you dismay people?!!
Death is no fearsome mystery..rushing faster at thee
It is the servant of him that created you!
Death is no fearsome mystery!!
For what created you created Death...
And that is the mystery
He alone has the right to take life...
To thyselves be true.....
by
Novembreposted on 07/19/2007
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