Claimed by Death, by Invisible Poet Subscribe to rss feed for Invisible Poet

You get told about it all your life
It happens every day 
The word is sharper than a knife
You can’t keep the thought at bay

He was here and now he’s gone
Claimed by the thing they call death
His life was long but now it’s done
Claimed by the thing they call death

From the time you are born your set
You wake up in the night and reach for his side of the bed
When you dream, you’re soaked with sweat
Then you realize he is dead

He was here and now he’s gone
Claimed by the thing they call death
His life was long but now it’s done
Claimed by the thing they call death

You think no one notices you
Don’t leave me all alone
I notice the things you do
I’ll notice when you’re gone

Don’t be claimed by the thing they call death
I’ll notice when you’re gone
Don’t be claimed by the thing they call death
Your life is long and far from done.
Posted: 2009-03-31 01:35:50 UTC

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2009-04-01 14:11:09Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*
!!! this is great i cant even put words into it...

2009-04-02 17:35:41!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!
YES ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL