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Death
Im more powerful than any mortal soul
There is no escaping me
For im inevitable
I am the bringer!
I do not live therefore I can not die
I unveil the truth and blackened your eyes
Transfer your soul into another world
That you've sought answers to your questions of why
As life escapes you, while watching you die
I simply just exist within your midst
Awaiting your last wish upon your dying breath
For I am Death!
What is more beautiful, than death herself?
Beauty so powerful
Black himself cannot contain her
So peaceful
Tears run off from your eyes
Knowing this is your last goodbye
She steals your dream
Gives you wings
Where once your shoulders use to be
Black dims the light
Unwanted, unannounced
Like a thief in the night
Cant help yourself
But look into her eyes
See her true beauty that lies
Dwelling deep inside
As you fall
Depleting you from everything
Soul escaping, spirit transcending
What do you know of beauty?
What is more beautiful than death herself?
So beautiful that black himself
Cannot contain her
So peaceful
That tears run off from your eyes
Knowing this is your last goodbye
What do you know of beauty?
What is more beautiful than death herself?
-ADuarte
There is no escaping me
For im inevitable
I am the bringer!
I do not live therefore I can not die
I unveil the truth and blackened your eyes
Transfer your soul into another world
That you've sought answers to your questions of why
As life escapes you, while watching you die
I simply just exist within your midst
Awaiting your last wish upon your dying breath
For I am Death!
What is more beautiful, than death herself?
Beauty so powerful
Black himself cannot contain her
So peaceful
Tears run off from your eyes
Knowing this is your last goodbye
She steals your dream
Gives you wings
Where once your shoulders use to be
Black dims the light
Unwanted, unannounced
Like a thief in the night
Cant help yourself
But look into her eyes
See her true beauty that lies
Dwelling deep inside
As you fall
Depleting you from everything
Soul escaping, spirit transcending
What do you know of beauty?
What is more beautiful than death herself?
So beautiful that black himself
Cannot contain her
So peaceful
That tears run off from your eyes
Knowing this is your last goodbye
What do you know of beauty?
What is more beautiful than death herself?
-ADuarte
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