Will You Suffer At Your Own Hands?
Will you suffer at your own hands?
A disfigured figure, a broken body
All 206 bones exposed to my eyes
When you lie in your bed,
Do you visualize your casket?
You need nourishment as you near death
So, fill your body with life
And fill your mind with worth
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