Closed Eyes
I am pain and pleasure
I wonder what awaits me but fear not the unknown
I hear voices of past loved ones
I see everyone's life before my eyes
I want nothing and desire not
I am pleasure and pain
I pretend I am God
I feel nothing but fake empathy for your sake
I touch your hand when no one else will
I fear what awaits your soul
I would cry for you, but I can't
I am not God
I am forever
I understand eternity
I say nothing
I dream of dreaming
I hope one day I can rest, like so many do before me
I am Death
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