Poetry / Petals of Death
A petal falls to the floor
And life withers away
A gentle tap at the door
Without her he can no longer stay
Death comes to all
But too soon to some
Her death is his down fall
Now she knows he will come
He questions his actions
But it’s far too late
Death waits at attention
Today is his date
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