Category : Poems

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Death
Is something we cannot escape.
No 
Matter how fast we run,
How hard we try, we
Can't 
Escape it.

It's unavoidable.

Claws 
Of death reach out,
Just inches away from your flesh.
You can feel it's breath
On your
Skin.

It's closer than you think.

Claws 
Of death reach out,
Until one day they
Grasp 
Your flesh,
Your blood,
Your bone.
They dig deeper than the
Sharpest 
Knife.

It hurts.

Reaching 
Across the whole world,
Wounding everyone 
In 
Their
Path.

The claws will find you.
No matter how fast you run,
How hard you try,
They will find the way to you,
Sending deep shivers 
Through the 
Core
Of
Your 
Bone.