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An inspired poem about,... well death |
| Inclined and shifting, towards everything must The end of my rolling is paradise lost Darker and darker, the tunnel soon ends Forever eternal, grasps at my bed Black cloak come to greet me My insides burning, they soon won’t believe me My heart oh so somber, like under less bursting Forever one day the hands have stopped thrusting As the planet waits by Idly smiling a concrete goodbye I watch in wonder to the masterminds Forever welcome, to the land of goodbye |