When the first living thing existed,
I was there waiting.
When the last living thing dies,
My job will be finished.
I'll put the chairs on the tables,
Turn out the lights,
And lock the universe,
Behind me as I leave.
- Death
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sounds like a satisfying job
and we need you to give room to the new generation! :)
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yo that's very nice lines
Well that's mildly depressing
What a good employee :|
philosophical...
Death might be better off asking God to create some new living thing if everything dies out. Leaves the poor fellow without a job otherwise.
Ha Ha that sounds ominous lol.
that's deep man! thanks for sharing
Excellent. Simple, yet conveys a lot.
Reminds me of death from the Books of Magic series by Gaiman.
That's really nice, even if it is about Death
i thought it was from god, but death is more fitting i guess ;)
That is really interesting.
Hmmmm.. death is like some guy that lives in an apartment. and the apartment is like the universe.
Been a long time since I read that series. Would be nice to revisit it.
Gloomy.
Very nice poem mate! Is it your own original work?
I liked it. Nice.
-death
that was so deep man, seriously.
i love it...
keep posting please
That's nice, a bit depressing but good.
brilliant.
But he left the oven on!!!!
deeeeeep. i like.
Death make love to me, baby!
Wow thats beautiful
You wrote this?
Wow. That's such a nice personification of death, and a lovely way of looking at it
Easy to understang for a non-english person like me, love it. More!
Death is so metal!
haha, Death wants to go party after work just like everyone else I see.
cool :D
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