Death
Walking in this house of death and tears
I get this undivided feeling of my fears
Nothing seems to become crystal clear
Our hearts ripped and smeared
Our feelings instantly become flared
My walls quickly crumble becoming scared
At one point feelings were thought of and shared
Soon you’ll have something undeclared
Everyone better be prepared
Later on there will be some snared
Time will come and pass I will be spared
Glances of some sorts evil glares
As if they look like angry hungry bears
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