Death is among us
it breathes and lingers,
capturing the unexpected
with its alluring fingers
It's so overwhelming
knowing each breath could be your last
The things that get you
are the things from your past
Some don't deserve it,
some crave its touch
Some have decided
that they'd like it very much
To see the light,
to see the dark
To see the one
that bares the mark
Something more powerful
is out there for sure
Everything happens for a reason
I have to concur
Death is among us,
taking the selected
But to take Ethan Khan,
that was just unexpected
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 2:42 PM UTC
Death is among us
it breathes and lingers,
capturing the unexpected
with its alluring fingers
It's so overwhelming
knowing each breath could be your last
The things that get you
are the things from your past
Some don't deserve it,
some crave its touch
Some have decided
that they'd like it very much
To see the light,
to see the dark
To see the one
that bares the mark
Something more powerful
is out there for sure
Everything happens for a reason
I have to concur
Death is among us,
taking the selected
But to take Ethan Khan,
that was just unexpected
I wrote this my junior year in high school after someone I knew died.
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