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Rated: · Poetry · Experience · #1588678
escaped death, taking a ride to the other side, where the dead rest.
Got on the train,

embarking, to the other side,

where the departed go,

lost souls, holographs,

everything ice cold,

the train takes leave,

the wheels spinning, hundreds of wheels spinning,

the journey there, lasts naught,

it was beautiful while it lasted,, the trainride, to the otherside,

here we are, disembarking off the train,

I see the dead, their my closest friends,

Veerring towards them,

Sterring fast on a bicycle,

to crash into the end, it was accidental

could of met the otherside,

she didnt even cry i could of died,

veering towards them,

steering into thin air,

future undetermined,

words cant be enough,

i need jesus to illuminate my path,

its too black for me, to see through wrath

like thorny vines, enclosed around me,

utters, usurpers, surfing selfish slurs,

serving the broken heart on the onscure, - demure,

in love with the old her...

good day. *walks into the crowd of living people*




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