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Poetry: Dying

Poetry: Dying

I couldn't believe what I was was hearing

The words struck like lightening bolts

My mind they begin searing

While the soul revolts

What is this thing they call death?

Eyes growing dim as I draw my last breath?

Is it forever dark or a tunnel to light?

Victory or defeat against the night?

What is this thing called death?

Should I fight against it with all my might?

Is it just a last heartbeat or breath?

Will angels from heaven take me home in flight?

The unknown scares me to be sure.

Without faith how can one endure?

Believe or believe you not

Whether God exists or the heaven where he has wrought

I am not ready for the day I leave this life

No matter what happiness or strife

Only faith can console me

Only faith can to him join me

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