Death...
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Death, so kind, but so mean
Charon shall take your soul
Through the abyss of fiends
Where you find a role
To be done is to be seen
by the forbidden knoll.
The lover weeps on what she reaped
The kids reap on what they sowed
The Reaper shed no tear
only to say, no need to fear
Death parts all, friends, families, all…
At a point, a sharp point, of a blink
Hades will watch the one fall
But the deceased will sink
Very close, yet very far, is Death
So known, yet still sad
To the very last breath
None will be mad
Because some will not move on
Some halves shall be dawn
Or the rotting lawn
Death parts all, liked or not,
Pain bites the innocent soul