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May 2015
Death slowly approached her bed,
appeared only to her and calmly said,
“Come with me, just grab my palm
and soon all your pain will be gone.”

She’s no longer alive,
I guess she believed his sneaky bribe.
Her body lies on Earth as an empty skeleton
but her soul lays with Death in heaven.

Now she is enveloped in Death’s wrath
and will never escape his tight grasp.
Death took the person I love most,
and now she’s a hostage in his dark abode.
Yasmine
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Yasmine
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