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A Dirge poem
fly away,fly away ,oh death
for thou seeking a victim to devour
slow down oh breath for thy time is not yet
you busy devourer that never sleep
Take not our breath for thou yew
oh prepare it,not a flower to flake
Did share it for our coffin are of colour for
Not a friend,not a formal bye.h
for my dear corpse lies down
And my chattered into the dust
for a thousand cry,knowest not were the go
lay them down,and their true lover weep
and thy smile when taking our lives
but there the weep alone for resurrection
calm down spirit for thou depart
for reset on the bossom of thy creator
dust,we return and boundaries we stop
there no one will be afraid to die.
© Sultan zea
for thou seeking a victim to devour
slow down oh breath for thy time is not yet
you busy devourer that never sleep
Take not our breath for thou yew
oh prepare it,not a flower to flake
Did share it for our coffin are of colour for
Not a friend,not a formal bye.h
for my dear corpse lies down
And my chattered into the dust
for a thousand cry,knowest not were the go
lay them down,and their true lover weep
and thy smile when taking our lives
but there the weep alone for resurrection
calm down spirit for thou depart
for reset on the bossom of thy creator
dust,we return and boundaries we stop
there no one will be afraid to die.
© Sultan zea
