choice
the prevail of life has
decompose all by fire
and death has risen
to all desire
breath thy love and pain
of the the last sirer
and which path you
choose to cross
is the path in which
you choose to watch
that death has brought
until your last thought
tho what you sought for
was your last deep breath and heart beat
to be brought
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