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Deaths Door

As I enter her room,
it is cold, dark and full of gloom
The scent of Death preceeds me

As I near her bed,
I look upon her silence in dread
The sound of Death is here and a head

As I speak,
all I can say is I love you
The rattle of Death comes through

As her eyes open,
I see large black pools
The darkness of Death as it looms

As her eyes roll back
it is life they lack
The unforeseen Death before it strikes

I feel my heart beat,
I see pulsating in her neck
The drummer of Death rolls on deck

As I breath in and out,
her breathing rhythm is in doubt
The air of Death deplets her of oxygen

As I watch and wait,
my thoughts have come to late
The words are Death lost within my soul. 

As I feel heart ache pain,
her mind has shut down her brain
The thought of Death has come to rest

My tears are never ending,
her dehydration for ever more existing
The fluid of Death is never taken in only out

If you know not what I speak,
be grateful for not your words leak
The words of Death come with my every breath



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