Death Scenes {and 100k}

I hit 100k words in my novel, The Shadow Conspiracy! Yes! All I have left to do now is kill characters.....

Which leads me to the reason I'm posting: death scenes. What are y'all's tips and tricks for writing emotional, heart-wrenching death scenes? And I have a lot of them to do, so give me all you've got :)

Also, while researching  I found this helpful post on writing realistic death scenes. You should check it out.

http://rachelbrookswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/writing-realistic-death-scenes.html

The Day the Saucers Came

A funny, whimsical sort of poem by Neil Gaiman. I think this has to be one of my favorite poems. :)

That day, the saucers landed.
Hundreds of them, golden,

Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,

And the people of Earth stood and stared as they descended,

Waiting, dry-mouthed to find what waited inside for us

And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow

But you didn't notice it because

That day, the day the saucers came, by some coincidence,

Was the day that the graves gave up their dead

And the zombies pushed up through soft earth

or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,

Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,

But you did not notice this because

On the saucer day, which was the zombie day, it was

Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us

A ship built of dead-man's nails, a serpent, a wolf,

All bigger than the mind could hold, and the cameraman could

Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out

But you did not see them coming because

On the saucer-zombie-battling gods day the floodgates broke

And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites

Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities

And charm and cleverness and true brave hearts and pots of gold

While giants feefofummed across the land, and killer bees,

But you had no idea of any of this because

That day, the saucer day the zombie day

The Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds came

And snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the day

All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the

Computers turned, the screens telling us we would obey, the day

Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,

And all the bells of London were sounded, the day

Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,

The fluttering capes and arrival of the Time Machine day,

You didn't notice any of this because

you were sitting in your room, not doing anything

not even reading, not really, just

looking at your telephone,

wondering if I was going to call.

Just thought I'd share that with all you lovely people as an apology for not posting as much as I should have. (: