Sparing none,
It spread far and wide,
Embracing its victims with a death's grip,
Death is coming to me.

It's a ritual of life,
Live or die,
Racing with time,
Death is coming to me.

It could be blood,
It could be fall,
It could knife,
It could be storm,
She will try every method but wouldn't 🅂🄿🄰🅁🄴.
Death is coming to me.

I am not giving up,
But accepting my fate,
Going at death's doorstep,
To request her to spare my life,
She can't be partial,
It's her helplessness,
Death is coming to me.

~Shayna Writes
©Shayna Writes

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