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My head down, my eyes closed
My heart started to hurt
Blood is running down my nose 
And falling right on my shirt

I heard a glass brake
Then a ding of a bell
I was silent and confused 
To heaven or hell?

I thought I was dying 
As I painfully hit the ground
Seeing the grim reaper right beside me
Delighted to strike me down

Then I heard a voice 
A voice I’ve never heard before
I was saved. I was rescued 
I suffer no more
Posted: 2008-06-01 06:42:02 UTC
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2008-06-03 21:52:27MorbidMaiden
Wow! Fantastically written as always. I'd love to know the story behind this one... xxx

2008-06-04 21:21:53Annie B. SnowRaven
Well... It wasn't much of a story but a feeling. I felt lonely at that time and remembered what could possibly take me out of my misery.

2008-06-09 01:07:23~Stay_Beautiful~20104
WOW this is an amazing poem!! You are incredibly talented and I admire how well you describe things!!