Challenge
Death impersonated pays you a visit. How do you greet him/her?
Poetry or prose, 100 words max. Tag me.
Ah, Death
Unchanging, serene death
Cold, unforgiving death
Waiting at the corner of the street
At the bottom of the glass
At the top of a hill
In the branches of a tree
Death is the shadow that follows me through life
Waiting for the right moment to pounce
And pull me into the darkness
To be forever with him
Because life is just a flash
But death is here for all eternity
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