***Sonnet***

if Death is too silent
and never stops to see
that he - so defiant
for he is following me
Sorrow is his sitter for the cradle
for she sings to sleep
then Death, being so fatal
she only weeps
however, if one is to be forever alone
and shall live in solitude
then to them, you shall be stone
as darkness - to you - shall fortitude
this way - Eternity shall remain
but nothing other then pain you shall gain
 
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