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Aug 2013
death is like a symphony,
the notes are what you need

it plays on and on,
wishing to let you be

the urges and the mights,
but it's melody conquers all

you slip deeper,
getting closer to last line

sooner or later,
death comes to an end

leaving you with peace,
and a mind at rest


b.g @distinctxve
trippish
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