The time is ticking away
I'm expiring day by day
Yet, deaths not quiet ready for me
I wait for him to knock on my door,
Patiently and quietly him I'm waiting for.
Still he isn't here
and now everyday I fear
and his job, I'll do.
When I'm dead and done, I hope he doesn't sue
I'm expiring day by day
Yet, deaths not quiet ready for me
I wait for him to knock on my door,
Patiently and quietly him I'm waiting for.
Still he isn't here
and now everyday I fear
and his job, I'll do.
When I'm dead and done, I hope he doesn't sue
2 comments:
salhi ige..
why do you assume death is a man... u know, it can be female too!
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