A Deathly Mystery
Death comes in many forms
It has many faces
Could be anywhere
Anything
It could be fast and thoughtless
Don't know what has happened
Until it's too late
Death can be slow and painful
An agonizing waiting game
Watching the Darkness cover your eyes forever
Staring out yet seeing nothing
A bright light?
A door?
What is it?
Such a Deathly Mystery
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