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Lacrimosa

Weeping's all I do
Attempting to be noticed
From my hiding place.

Life is far too hard
But where do we go after,
I fear the unknown.

Can't out run my time
If I could just prolong it ...
I could seek the truth.

Know the resting place
My mind to be kept at peace,
But what of my body?

Do we really die?
Or do we simply move on?
Questions - answered once.

What becomes of us?
Are we to end up alone,
Decayed and left over?
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