The Dialogues of the Dead Body
Now I am dead
I have nothing to do;
When I was alive, I was being called mad
Cause I used to help others as like as tornedo.
When I was alive, lots of people afraid of me
Now an ant is ready to bite me indeed,
My own body is not mine but the result of time
Now I am totally abandoned.
I had lots of near and dear ones,
Now I have no one beside me,
I have my jobs I did called real accompanies
I will be judged for what I did in my lifetime.
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