The Hug Of Death

Death is coming.
He is putting his
Strong arms around me.
Embracing me.
My breath is being
Taken away by his arms.
The light around me
Is slowly deminishing,
And blackness is overcoming.
Blackness is here.
Death is here.
My breathing has stopped.
My heart has stopped.
Death has taken me away.

September 1998

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