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death comes on swift wings

peace to me it brings

to death the livings souls belong

but mortals often answer wrong

i wish for her visit

i stay silent for her call

but Sophitias voice will never fall



so to the reaper my wishes lie

nightmares haunt me even nigh

till to the blade which bares her name

scars me, wounds me, shares my blame,

my final request to the world

broken soul and broken heart do not tend

her angelic voice guides me even to the end

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toxicbite23
08:44 Jan 26 2012

This poem is deep and meaningful.

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