I thought I was for Death
I thought I was for nothing
I thought I was for nothing at all
But when Death came
When Death came, all handsome and beautiful
When Death came, I think fell in love
I thought when Death came, I’d be for nothing
I thought when Death came, I would be nothing
I thought when Death came, I’d be no more than nothing at all
But when Death came
When Death came and spoke to me all handsomely
When Death came and spoke to me
I spoke to Him
I spoke to Him and I listened
I spoke to Him and I heard
He said to be
He said to be something
He said to be something else
I think Death was someone
I think Death was someone else
I think I loved, and loved, and loved Death
That maybe Death was someone else
That He was someone else
Someone else who loved me
M.M.
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