Living is Dying
Death scares me
When I forget
It takes care to remind
That it leaves no one behind
Death haunts me
Foreshadowing my own demise
It ends my dreams
A pitch black scene
Death will take me
How can I be unafraid
When death I can not comprehend
Would it be easier if I knew how it ends
Death scared me
But every day that I wake up
Death has not won
I’ll celebrate life before I am gone
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