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The Devil beckoned to me when I died
The air of decay surrounding my body was suffocating
As I took my last few breaths

The ones gathered around, cried no more
It was almost time
For God to take me home.

I prepared myself to leave this world
And then I saw the Devil once more
He called to me once again

Which side should I choose?
I did not know I even had a choice.
Then the world went black

And I heard no more.
In English today we read a poem by Emily Dickinson (I head a fly buzz when I died) and we had to paraphrase it. I read it out loud in class and my teacher had said that I made a poem of my own :)
If the Heavens and Earth collided,
You, my dear, would stay undecided

And I'd thank you for the deeds you accomplished
In this pitiful life of mine

Although we could never see eye to eye
I'm still happy that we tried

I suppose this means we were never meant to be
Since you came from the soul

And I from the clouds above

When we intersected our fates shattered through
And our words went askew

Forever will you remember this day
When Heaven and Earth decided to meet

Under the broken moon
When I painfully whispered, "Adieu"

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