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The day i died

Posted to Action Poetry




the day i died
was a beautiful one
with summer flowers
and fresh morning dew
the day i died
was one filled with
happiness and joy
with laughter
the night of my death
was not as happy
i heard no laughter
saw no beauty
teh night of my death
was chilly and dark
filled with grief
and loneliness
the night of my death
was desolate
and cold
like the coffin i now lay in