The Expectant Death

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    The Expectant Death

    The forward advances.

    The life drains.

    Kill

    Murder.

    Destroy

    Love

    Judi ate

    Forgive

    We find freedom through love

    We find our selves through love.

    We find forgiveness through love

    Think

    Think

    Process

    Think again,

    process

    Love?

    Forgiveness?

    Self?

    Love Is All

    Bring Love with thought.

    Written by

    Dale Edward Van Oxon

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    teasasue commented on The Expectant Death

    09-08-2009

    this is a good poem, though I dont nessarly agree with the meaning I got from it, you are wanting to find yourself with love, ...... I think you need to find yourself before you and another person can work, find the love you have for yourself 1st.
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    EdwardVanOxon

    09/08/2009

    Your right and I wrote this prior to finding whom I really am thank you

    Jayandben commented on The Expectant Death

    08-16-2009

    This poem is so simple, yet so unique. Not many write through straight thought anymore, but you have overacheived. I like this work most of all.
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    Lunesca commented on The Expectant Death

    08-15-2009

    This is so true. we find ourselves in love for sure, but when we are mad we find our evil twin lol. Over all very good hun. 2 thumbs up to you.
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    1990lh commented on The Expectant Death

    08-15-2009

    lol u really have a unique gift i love the stytles of all ur poems, and in this one i felt as u took me through life emtions and expected feeling. great job i'll give u a 10 for this one
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    jesusfreake commented on The Expectant Death

    08-15-2009

    An understanding through this poem is what i see....u understand life and u have simply offered a piece of ur knowledge to us in this poem....a simply terrific poem and a unique twist to it...one of which i have never seen before and its simply a delightful read...!!! WOW...very amazing thank u for that!!
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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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