The scariest part about all of this
Is that there is an empty tomb waiting for all of us
In a womb we came
in a tomb we Leave
Time ticks, aging hits
Pain sleeps with our broken hearts
From a womb to a tomb we go
Not knowing what life holds
As we get old
Only to find out that death is the only obsolute
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 8:07 PM UTC
The scariest part about all of this
Is that there is an empty tomb waiting for all of us
In a womb we came
in a tomb we Leave
Time ticks, aging hits
Pain sleeps with our broken hearts
From a womb to a tomb we go
Not knowing what life holds
As we get old
Only to find out that death is the only obsolute
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