Death awaits its time for all


We love but for a moment awaiting out fate
We love to ignore what will be the inevitable oneday
Knowing that life is a cycle all must go through
And death is its brother that makes us all doomed

Some think of this all as a game to play
And others just ignore it as they go day by day
Many think that it can all be changed
As many already have times with death rearrange

However no matter what it will come
For the good nicely or even cruel and painful for some
And no matter what we believe
If we think we cange we are all deceived

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