Death
I despise Death
Just hearing it makes me weep
I'm waiting for him to knock me off my feet,
As i sit around wondering when its my turn
Instead of playing with my peers
Death, he's trying to earn
What i haven't got, a heartbeat
He's got me now, im gone
No longer gone, emotions evaporated
It's a world of fear, a world of darkness
darkness with no air
If only i could be set free
But Death has a hold on me
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