The Reaper's Dues

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A/N- This is a collection of my many dark poems on a different website. I finally decided to post them here. So..erhm....enjoy?

 Simply Gone

I look into your eyes-

what do I see?

nothing.

You didn't die,

you suffered no abuse,

you left you body lying around,

not giving so much care,

as to how your mind responded.

It's amazing,

how one could give so much,

and then simply give up.

you're always in a daze,

your eyes are black and dull,

no hint of life-only a maze,

an intrigue design,

of something as simple as spiderwebs.

So,

while you lay there,

practically dead,

you're not,

you simply let go,

and you are simply gone.

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