| On Death's Bed by
Steve Lee | December
1, 2002 | Onward unblinking
unto the quiet veneer of death Hideous trembling voices Awaken to other
thoughts How gruesome life unfolds before you Seething and tumultuous
the world appears Unknowing you are in these your last moments The dream
is over the nightmare stirs slowly awake Pray for your soul grieve
at your side All for naught you have struggled youthful arrogance
Sadness is nowhere to be seen Now that you leave I do not wish you would
stay Just whisper you might View
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