by byfaithGuantanamo, Cuba
Feb 2011 882 Views 14 comments
I will kill you!
It made me dread; the thought of me. For he meant dead; that's not-what i wannabe. An abuse of power! That is for sure. Life i have, but one; it's dear to me. If i lose life, i will be alone. Dispossess me instead. Take my coats, all; these can be renewed. Cars, land and houses; take, though i have few. Ooh! but my life! spare it for me. For i can't replace, that, that's dear to me!
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Posted: Feb 2011
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Comments (14)
Life is truly precious and it's good to value it more than things. Thank you for sharing such a powerful write and its gripping title!
Very true poem.
nice write