When
The bathroom
Is stained red,
Like her hands,
And her eyes are
Sunken and
Swollen,
And when the ground
Beneath her
Seems to
Shake,
Death comes knocking
At the door;
And she wonders
Should she
Answer?
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Painful Truths
PoetryLife asked Death, "Why do people love me but hate you?" and Death replied, "Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth." (completed) Well. Poems, if you could call them that. Just rambled and rushed night time thoughts. Some of these a...
