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Death Keeps Me Company
I smiled at death.
He is kind to me. Much kinder than any person has been. I wonder why. Is it because he's the embodiment of freedom or is it because he's trying to lure to me?
I don't care. I simply feel like smiling at him. He's a kind man. He looks at me with kind eyes. He reaches out to me more than other people had. He has a cold touch and her I feel warm, like I'm sleeping at a forest at night, looking at the stars while the bonfire keeps me warm and comfortable.
I wonder what death think of me. Does he think I'm a good company? I know I make some awful jokes, but I do hope he had laughed at least once.
Tell me, death. Would you stay with me even if I was nothing? Even if I am nothing.
© Rosabella Thorne 2024
He is kind to me. Much kinder than any person has been. I wonder why. Is it because he's the embodiment of freedom or is it because he's trying to lure to me?
I don't care. I simply feel like smiling at him. He's a kind man. He looks at me with kind eyes. He reaches out to me more than other people had. He has a cold touch and her I feel warm, like I'm sleeping at a forest at night, looking at the stars while the bonfire keeps me warm and comfortable.
I wonder what death think of me. Does he think I'm a good company? I know I make some awful jokes, but I do hope he had laughed at least once.
Tell me, death. Would you stay with me even if I was nothing? Even if I am nothing.
© Rosabella Thorne 2024
