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Jun 10, 2008
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Torture Of Death Waits
Tortured Death Waits
While waiting on death to swallow me up,
I see the sunset fading before my eyes,
The daylight turns to sudden darkness
and the skies roll away before my face.
As the mountains sink into the earth, I fell
into the riverbed, sinking deep in troubled waters
Oceans burst a global mist, rising high above the sky
then evaporating in heavenly realm.
As my journey nears its end,
Death waits
— Barbara Writes, Jun 10, 2008
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purplemoondoll
17 years 12 months ago
Wow - I loved this! You
Janice Pearce
17 years 12 months ago
Great Barb
Barbara Writes
17 years 12 months ago
Thanks
Synchro
17 years 12 months ago
Interesting that you see death as a cataclysmic adventure
Barbara Writes
17 years 12 months ago
Adventure hmmm
DarkinAZ
17 years 12 months ago
this is good,
Barbara Writes
17 years 12 months ago
thanks Mark