the thought of death struggles with my thoughts.
it's been eating away inside of you,
waiting for the right moment to show itself
now that the mystery has now become reality,
what am I to think?
is this how things were supposed to happen?
why did I used to think about it like it was an everyday thing,
but now, now that it's true..
these thoughts are rotting my insides,
pulling me apart.
is death really overrated?
who wants to be here..
 
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