Life
“To the silence of forgotten years!”
The reaper did toast and chime;
“To friends and foes and dreams and tears!
Those years pass by; sneak with time,
Towards that long unknown rhyme!”
He sneered and mocked my frightened ghost.
My body still and lifeless, he cheered.
Towards my floating subconscious he'd toast,
And proclaim my afterlife’s journey an unknown coast.
“Formed through sacrifice and true love”
The reaper began to brag and boast,
“For your deeds you will be rewarded above,
So forget your life, and pain and agony
For now, my friend, your life will be in paradise.”
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