Is it death
Who has come to claim my soul
Is it a friend
Who will comfort and greet me
I don't know
The light behind him
Shines so bright
A shadowy figure is all I see
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock
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