March 16, 2010
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Its dark.
Its cold.
Its not heaven.
Its not hell.
It’s the end.
Its when you’re taken from this world.
Its rotting flesh.
In a box.
A box that lies in the ground
A box with our bodies inside
It’s the end of all things
It marks the end of us
That is death.

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