Posted by Lost Boy on

Death came knocking at my door

I told it to wait outside

As I looked around

There was no where to hide

I greeted Death with a grin

And whispered in their ear

Afraid I am not my friend

For I have Faith over Fear

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  • Literally one of my favorites, faith > fear

    Amy L on

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Poems for the Lost