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Embrace The End

My hand touches the iron latch
I run into my room  
I hide beneath my bed  
To escape the evil doom  
I hear footsteps in my head  
I see feet on the floor  
I look over to my left to see my iron door  
 
I panic, worry, don't know what to do  
I panic, worry, throw my right shoe  
Bounces aginst the window  
Distracts the evil feet  
I take this chance to run  
A pace at my own beat  
 
Once I've run far  
I look back at my iron latch  
I see Death step outside  
His darkness swallows like a tide  
He starts walking towards me  
My heart starts beating fast  
My jog turns to a sprint  
My memories flashback to me, can't focus on the past  
 
I feel like I am dying  
I know I need to rest  
But if I stop, surely I'll be dead  
I can feel myself slowing down  
I look back and turn my head  
An evil hound is on my trail  
I don't think I can prevail  
I get too tired, I collapse  
 
Death catches me  
 
Hey, this ain't too bad
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