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Isabella Terry
Poems
Apr 2018
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Death comes knocking at my door,
My footsteps echo on the floor.
Because of time, I know it's him;
Who else would knock at 4 AM?
Opportunity comes a'knocking,
Watching, waiting, sulking, stalking.
The clock is ticking, ticking, ticking,
Time's conniving, tricking, tricking.
I tilt my head and listen near,
His breaths outside still reach my ear.
He's come to taunt me, nothing more,
To flirt with me behind my door.
I want to run, to back away,
but fear has frozen me in place.
Fear and footsteps, time and lore;
Death comes knocking at my door.
#death
#reaper
#suicide
#suicidal
#time
#horror
#fear
#footsteps
#visitor
#depression
Written by
Isabella Terry
Tennessee
(Tennessee)
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