Death,
I have called for you,
As you call for my brothers –
I await your arrival like a
Battered wife awaits a gentle hand.
Like a song of the night
My heart yearns to be silenced –
By the dawning of you, I awaken.
Greeted by your love for my kin
I beg forgiveness.
You bestow upon me none, for my
demise would be no fun –
Never undone once it is
Done.
Voice of Cheyanne Alisha Smith
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