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Death

February 28, 2022
By Anonymous

Death is an iPod

Charged until it depletes

Leaving life without any beats


The music feeds your soul

Pleasing your inner black hole

That would soon turn you into coal

After you grow crusty, useless, and old.


The author's comments:

My teacher inspired me


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