Death
What is death?, I said to myself breathing my last breath
Is him a friend or a foe?, As I lay in thee icy cold snow
then a shadow appeared and whisper in my ear
Death is someone who is always near
taking away your loved ones and people you hold dear
Death is something that brings you a lot of tears
filling your heart and soul with fear
Death is something that brings you Joy or pain
but to him its all the same, he feels no happiness, no love, no pain, no sorrow
no passion, no pride everything is just dead inside
Death is neither your friend or your foe, Hes just someone who comes then goes
taking no ones side but hes own, Death has no friends, No family or home hes just all alone
Death can be a monster or a savior, depending on how people see him
and depending on their behavior, but in humanities eyes he will always be the bad guy
and now that I've answered you its time for us to go, picking my cold lifeless body up from the snow, so I smile and closed my eyes and feel nothing but peace inside as I slowly fall asleep
for now I know death has come to take me home
(thee end)
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