One Mans Perfect End
Life ran rampant
Destroyed a mans will
Left him destitute and broken
Completely unable to feel
Life took away his smile
His face cold as stone
The light left his eyes
Once loved, now alone
Life passed on by him
Worldly pleasures he knew not
Plagued by pain and tragic luck
From loving man, to cold robot
Life meant very little
For this man, death softly called
He heard the call, and he followed
It was the most beautiful thing he ever saw
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