Staring At Death
I could see, through blurry eyes
That so unfortunate, it was only me
Resting my corpse stiff, smelling a foul whiff
Presenting my lost life a gift, from the walk off a cliff
I could see, through a haunted gaze
Here I will lie, for all eternity
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