choice

the prevail of life has

decompose all by fire

and death has risen

to all desire

breath thy love and  pain

of the the last sirer

and which path you

choose to cross

is the path in which

you choose to watch

that death has brought  

until your last thought

tho what you sought for

was your last deep breath and heart beat

to be brought

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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