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Death
"I'm not ready to die yet."
Death looked at the girl
Sighing
"That's what you said last time."
"So I did."
"You're not getting out of it this time."
The girl pulled her cloak closer
Considering
"Oh won't I?"
"You won't."
The young boy,
Death
Looked at her
Sighing.
Taking her hand in his
He whispered.
"Think of everyone who you ever lost
You'll see them if you come with me."
"How do I know you ain't lying?"
"I promise."
He smiled.
Leading her towards the gateway
She could see the fields beyond it
The shadows
The darkness.
She shrunk away.
"I won't go."
"It's only dark from this view.
Walk though, and the sun will still shine."
She walked
Hesitating at the threshold.
"Go on."
"I can't."
"Why not? You're fading from the realm of the living."
"I know."
And she stepped through
Hand in hand with Death.
The gate vanished behind them.
Leaving the rain to pour.
"I'm not ready to die yet."
Death looked at the girl
Sighing
"That's what you said last time."
"So I did."
"You're not getting out of it this time."
The girl pulled her cloak closer
Considering
"Oh won't I?"
"You won't."
The young boy,
Death
Looked at her
Sighing.
Taking her hand in his
He whispered.
"Think of everyone who you ever lost
You'll see them if you come with me."
"How do I know you ain't lying?"
"I promise."
He smiled.
Leading her towards the gateway
She could see the fields beyond it
The shadows
The darkness.
She shrunk away.
"I won't go."
"It's only dark from this view.
Walk though, and the sun will still shine."
She walked
Hesitating at the threshold.
"Go on."
"I can't."
"Why not? You're fading from the realm of the living."
"I know."
And she stepped through
Hand in hand with Death.
The gate vanished behind them.
Leaving the rain to pour.
Literature
Into Death
Into death,
Out of mind,
Gone from body,
All are blind.
Gone are we,
From the earth,
We are free,
No more mirth.
Upon our graves,
Are roses red,
To quell the fact,
That we are dead.
Literature
Death
I'll find you...
In your last hour...
I'll find you...
Don't worry, i won't get lost...
I know the way...
I always know the way...
I'll save you...
Through pain and suffering...
I'll save you...
You're asking for what and why?
It's pointless...
There is no answer...
I'm the eternal judge...
I'm your destiny...
I'm Death...
Literature
Depression
Thoughts run through your mind
'I'm a failure, I'm worthless'
Feel like you're being left beind
Invisible to everyone
Your world is just so bleak
You believe words they say
'You're pathetic, unwanted'
You must be that way
Got no one to turn to
Your 'friends' have all gone
They didn't have a clue
Couldn't understand
You slit your wrists, want to die
Through your veins runs despair
Ashamed, it's all your fault
To you life isn't fair
Sat in a corner, tears in your eyes
There's no hep, you're on your own
Force a smile so they don't realise
You just can't cope anymore
That's not true, there's someone there
To help you out, hel
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Death. Poor boy, the girl just doesn't want to go.
Without death, there is no life.
Without darkness, there is no light.
Without evil, there is no good.
Sorry, I'm starting to ramble. . . .
Without death, there is no life.
Without darkness, there is no light.
Without evil, there is no good.
Sorry, I'm starting to ramble. . . .
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WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the best day of your life tomorrow.You will either get kissed or asked out, if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in you