It Took Me

It's sinister,
it's wrong.
I can feel it,
pounding in my head.

I can see it,
tainting me
where it's cold hands
envelope my heart.

I hear it,
It's voice soothing,
like thunder
in a storm.

I can sense it,
like judging eyes,
there
but not seen.

I can smell it,
like fear
on a child,
with nothing to hide.

And then,
it's there.
It's lips
to me.

Death
takes another.
Death
took me.

                              -Aimee

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