Death
What is Death
The end of an era
or is it the start of something new
It is said that for every Death there is a new life
For me Death is the begining of life
it starts from the moment of conception
and continues until it's job is finished
Death is the thing that we strrive to escape
But how can we escape a ticking time bomb
one that is woven into our very existance
We can't
All we can do is slowly die alittle more
every day until our last breath is taken away
Death.
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