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Death

Staring into the cold
Darkness Surrounds
I begin to grow numb
And I am carried to the graveyard grounds
I begin to lose all feeling
As my memory is wiped away
I begin to lose a meaning
And the light is gone from the day
My chest rips apart as my soul rises
I just lay there in a haze
I see disguises of the dead
Lost as if in a maze
I take my last breath with my searing lungs
I try to say goodbye
But my tongue will not have it,
So I just lay there as my body rises high.





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