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DEATH
Death has different gates,
But every of these gates
Are filled with darkness
Watch out when it's gates open.
And if these gate opens
Do not enter
For if you enter
You would die
Lurking in every corner
And hiding in the dark
Waiting for a moment of kill
Are the friends of the reaper
And then they strike
Welcoming death
Taking another soul.
Pain the rises.
The pain of death stinks
Never to be felt by the dead
If only,
It wouldn't bring pain
Then it might be meaningless
But, Death itself always wants
to be meaningful and seen
Therefore it welcomes pain
And pain introduces chaos.
©Joy Akogwu & TD Adams
But every of these gates
Are filled with darkness
Watch out when it's gates open.
And if these gate opens
Do not enter
For if you enter
You would die
Lurking in every corner
And hiding in the dark
Waiting for a moment of kill
Are the friends of the reaper
And then they strike
Welcoming death
Taking another soul.
Pain the rises.
The pain of death stinks
Never to be felt by the dead
If only,
It wouldn't bring pain
Then it might be meaningless
But, Death itself always wants
to be meaningful and seen
Therefore it welcomes pain
And pain introduces chaos.
©Joy Akogwu & TD Adams
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