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Death

I’m struggling

I’m trying to beat it

It’s a match

With strength and endurance

Death keeps staring at me

With those devil eyes of his

Whispering things

No human has ever heard before

I’m not where I should be

I don’t think I ‘m ready on what

Is about to happen

I hold my eyes shut

Hoping that it is all a dream

I count to ten

Bu when I open

Death is still there

But now He is striding

Towards me

Before I know it

A pain comes upon me

Then it vanishes

I’m gone

It’s gone

Then I realized I’m dead

When I see a pool of blood

Surrounding my body

I’m dead

I’m gone

It’s gone..
Written by adarahzombie (Adarah)
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