Dance With Death Poem by Lamar Cole

Dance With Death



She was a lady of great wealth.
But she liked to dance with death.
She loved to sniff cocaine.
Until it almost drove her insane.
She drove her Jaguar Sports Car very fast when she was high.
She was like a fighter pilot without a parachute about to die.

Monday, January 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,death,drugs,people
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