Death
Is that death knocking on my door do I get up do I answer what is the chance her name will be called thy bell tolls for you . In life what is it that you chose to do . Will you be proud as you look into my eye or will a life lived in fear make you cry out I don't want to die. You see either way your going down . Your kicking and screaming or arriving while dreaming . Choices matter each day. listening to your soul choosing love over fear and embracing who you are that is the task which must be met . Innate pleasentries swirl within not listening would be an utter sin . Turn it around before you get that knock for you don't know when it will arrive . So live life now while you are still alive ......
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