Dreams Of Death
I dreamed of death today
it felt so real
I was trapped and could not feel
Then I awoke
and thanked god I could feel a cold
breeze on my beads of sweat
I said I aint ready for death just yet
Then I swear I heard a voice say...
We can wait
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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