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The Omen Of Death

The Omen Of Death

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The Omen of Death,

Is very wild indeed,

It will linger till your last breath,

On your happiness to feed.


It will twist your mind,

It will destroy your soul,

It will crush your hope,

And in your heart will leave a hole.


It will stop making you feel vital,

And of faith you'll feel devoid,

It will decompose your self-trust,

And will make your insanity a must.


The Omen of Death,

Will destruct your self,

You will be unable to live in the present,

For it feasts on the deeds you through no fault of your own repent.


You will drown in an ocean of gloom,

You will never be able to grow and groom,

Because there are no buds of hope embedded in you to bloom,

As the thorns of their criticism cut out all the room.


And even though some say,

There's always a light at the end of your way,

The Omen of Death has conjured such terrible pain,

That all lights seem to be incoming trains.


That no matter how many tries you may,

The omen will ensure death in your way,

There is no prospect of being safe when you reach this place.

Because all of a sudden there is fogginess around,

Wanting to strangle you to death and put you to the ground.


The Omen of Death, as its name suggests,

Has just one aim that's to bring about death,

Spiritual, mental, death of your soul and mind,

The pain of which will eventually force you to leave your body behind.


This omen is feared greatly of all,

Because unlike some others, they are not visible to the naked eye,

To sense this omen and its intentions,

You need a deep understanding of what a person is truly feeling.


This omen of death has various names from various views,

Each gathering more loneliness the more labels one makes,

The more one labels them, the more the omen feeds on them

As it has succeeded in making way for The Almighty to take.


The Omen of Death,

Is very wild indeed,

It will linger till your last breath,

On your happiness to feed.


It will twist your mind,

It will destroy your soul,

It will suck out every ounce of happiness,

Before it's the victims time to go.


So my dear readers,

Of this omen beware,

It can be found anywhere.

I'm now too late to escape,

As it has already targeted me,

But I'll tell you something.


If you start loving yourself for the way you are,

And learn not to give up on you,

The possibilities of this omen in your life,

Will move away from you.


It's too late for me,

Which is why I'm writing this,

Just learn to trust and believe in yourself,

If you want to become happy again.


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