Breaths in the night.

By the ramp of the dearly departed Still lay his faded fingerprints While yet another Was thrown in the morbid bed Still reeking like death The hall deserted His breathing slow Hope fading The morale low Thoughts crept Like death And another after another Was thrown into the list Ever growing Breaths slowing Ever reeking Like death Lying in a corner Groaning beneath the mask A soul once alive Moaning over the past Waiting for a cure Like death And one last breath Felt in the night He wished to be his last He couldn't hold on To this madness, so Like death There was this glimmer A ray of light The suffering might end Things could go right Maybe slowly Like death The world was healing Not all hope was dead The once confined bodies Will rise out of bed Defeating tragedies Like death With a combined might And hope alight Strength in prayer And hearts twinned The world rose up From death.

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