His name is Death <br />The one of the unread <br />Unreal in some eyes, but real for most <br />His colour is black the colour for the cape <br />His feeling is this sadness inside <br />The person he meets just fades away <br />Death is the call heaven or hell <br />The one who might give your life away to him-self <br />His music is strange and scary for his face <br />But might lead you to a safer way <br />The words he say sound cold <br />Then your life just ends when he touches your hands<br /><br />lucy maydon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/his-name-is-death/
