As I fall to
the ocean floor,
on the way down
i see a door and
swim for it as
I've often done before.
As I went through
I took a look back,
the world I came from
as a matter of fact
had begun to dissappear!
And now Im back
on dry land,
hugging mother earth,
rolling in sand,
I had been saved by
the unlikeliest hand,
those whom would kill me,
would not see
me die so easily.
Often I ask myself
whilst Im at home,
what came over the
enemy whom to me
kindness had shone.
Then it came to me . . .
Death is a sad sad thing,
we only do it once,
so dying early is a shame,
If I were him I'd
do the same thing.
Just because we're enemies,
just because we're enemies,
doesnt mean he wishes
death on me.
COMMENTS
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Shortee
05:11 Nov 28 2010
slightly frightening...