Death1

Death1 I stand and stare stupidly... as you sink into the blotto earth, hollow and meaningless, too late Desperation As I realise, you are gone...and so will I Nothing I say can change a thing. Nothing I do, can resurrect you... from within your grave I real up death... silently beckoning to me I have to start liveliness repel out of my reverie Beacuse I feel Death...

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