death

• Rhys Kelly, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2004

death is like 100s of swords stabed deaply into your heart
like a unstopable vrisehas taken over your body like the fire in your heart has been extenwished
like walking through a fild of dead flouers
its like a sad clown
when someone close to you dies its like theres no reson to live
its what jesus felt when he died on the cross to save us froman eternity in hell thet is the real meaning of death eternity in hell