(another) Death #poem Death takes no prisoners, It picks on the frail, old and helpless, It can happen anywhere, to anyone, over any period of time, It's a wall of darkness, which swallows up everyone who cannot outrun it, Eventually we all run out of energy and fall into the dark abyss, Some sooner than others. But when death comes, it is heavier than any tax, It sucks the air out of your lungs, And leaves you struggling for breath in an airtight chamber of #depression.
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