In shadows thick, the specter looms,
A chilling breath in silent rooms.
What lies beyond this fleeting breath,
A light, A void, or quiet death.
Yet in the night, a fire burns bright,
Defying death with every fight.
Embrace the storm, the fleeting breath,
For life is fierce, even in death.
Nov 2, 2024
Nov 2, 2024 at 10:05 PM UTC
In shadows thick, the specter looms,
A chilling breath in silent rooms.
What lies beyond this fleeting breath,
A light, A void, or quiet death.
Yet in the night, a fire burns bright,
Defying death with every fight.
Embrace the storm, the fleeting breath,
For life is fierce, even in death.