mixed in the madness made a perfect mess Odorless Tasteless who could have guessed.. blinded happily I couldn’t taste death.. following your footsteps thought I passed the test.. the sun was shining brightly calling me through and through yet the dark cold was coming somehow I never knew.. falling deeper and deeper despair has had its’ way I do not fear the reaper I know he’s here to stay.. it’s life that cuts like a knife With all its’ strife.. I’ll see again feel again reveling as I’m whole death does not separate united is my goal..
born dying
ask why
decry
the tomb is a cenotaph
and life
your biograph
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