Neverending
it seems my thoughts about being a sentient being were right
i have all the strength to do what i want but i dont fight
i feel my fate fading i dont understand its degrading
Death apart of life a force so strong a force so amazing
How do i fight something so fierce when im fraying?
the longer i wait the more time im paying
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