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praying taraweeh,
tired,angry and in pain,
cant wait to get back home again,
my stomach inside is churning,
and now my head is burning,
on my way home i pass a bridge,
suddenly i trip over a ridge,
unexpectedly i see,
something approaching from a tree,
slowly walking towards me,
a sudden voice thunders,
as i lazily lumber,
and i know this is the end of me.
and then i lie helplessy
and in vain i try to plead
with the dark shape
approaching me,
"Im Not ready
leave me be!"
"Not ready,
There is no excuse,
Death is something
you cant choose,
you had your life
you chose to cruise
you didnt try to use
your time to to good,
so guess what,
you lose"
I heard voices,
Remembered my choices,
That i made,
Felt my conciousness
Start to fade,
I tried to stand
But fell back down,
I Shut my eyes
And Without a sound,
let myself slip away,
there was nothing a could say,
It was my grave mistakes,
That led me to this pain,
Id Wondered Down
Misery Lane,
No Going Back
I Let The Darkness Smother me....



whats happened in the poem:she saw the angel of death.

i made it all up from scratch.... pretty good for a nine year old huh...