The Dance of Death
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Death is a horrible Dance
The shadows are creeping in
swallowing me; no, consuming me.
Unable to breathe, nothing left
slowly fading away.
Over the edge, hanging, waiting for the forever fall
Clinging to whats left before it snaps,
I go plunging into the nothingness its
pulling me into the ring
dancing me into my death.
Circling into oblivion, spinning out of control
Gone.