Death is Nothing at All
Death is nothing at all.
I've only slipped through the door.
I'm still your duaghter.
As you are my mother.
Call Me by my old familla name.
Please dont cry.
Let my passing not be the end.
Life had driven me around the bend.
It was with that, that I did the deadly deed.
For my pain I could no longer feed.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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