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Death Don't Stop for Anyone

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Because I could not stop for Death,
But he stopped for me
In his Black horse drawn carriage
He brings me to where I don’t want to be.

Slowly through my horrors
He laughs and with a smile
He looks at me and says—
This is going to last awhile.

Now all I can do is pray
Pray and hope some day
That the king will find the heart
And set me and Death apart.





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