Death is brought upon us,
No matter what we do,
It is inevitable, inescapable, unavoidable,
A feeling filled with dread, pain, and fear,
Like a terror that makes us scream,
Reminds us of what we've lost and those we love,
Sadness floods through like a rushing stream.
Leaving nothing but Death to guide us,
Loneliness to accompany us,
Down the the dreary road
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