random poetry

I am a serpent i am a snake
I am everything you hate
I am the fear that keeps you awake
I am the needle in your arm the drug that's in your mind
Correction, I am the perfection of all your imperfections
I am a reflection
I am you and you are me
so let's agree to disagree
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Whats the point living with out death
Living in fear grasping your chest
you cling for hope but there is nothing to come
you grab and you choke and but there is no where to run
you there,open your eyes Accept your fate
Because there's no point in your cries correct your mistakes
Find happiness so when gasping for breath
you can yourself, ask whats the point in living with out death
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living a little less and less
sheltering what is left
you are shell of once before
a smile, covered in blood,corpse on the floor
why do grin when your life nears its end?
do you not fear the devils den?
or are you scared ,in denial perhaps, a chicken's hen?
or do you smile, because you know its all pretend?
the story book of life is nothing but a joke that you poke at
and in spite of this fate you do not hate your fate
you embrace whats left
you live and died in you childhood the same for your adulthood and your ready for your last stage of your journey to death...
because whats the point in living with out death