Death clings to his eyes,
Donning the skin of the world,
He sleeps in his hands.
Blast from the Past:
Silence comes too late
To escape my passive fate
Death I can’t negate
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Death clings to his eyes,
Donning the skin of the world,
He sleeps in his hands.
Blast from the Past:
Silence comes too late
To escape my passive fate
Death I can’t negate