Death is more alive than any living being; we die in our mind, and at times, we let the flesh perish. Often ignored but never forgotten it is the most attached concept to a living mind.
I seem like the normal silent shadow
I am fixed to life like a window
My casual friends are pain and sorrow
I am always the nemesis of tomorrow
I am intuitive, but constantly timeless
In the end every being shall confess:
That they just exist for my function
And by nature I am a fierce structure.
Like rainy days I bring tears
Like a hurricane I possess fear
The clothe of nothingness is what I wear
Eventually I come, either for one far or near
I live because I am death
I am the genesis of the end.
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