I will not be afraid when I breathe my last, that death not holds me in its grasps.
Should I be afraid of the great unknown, to revere death like an emperor on his throne?
To fare what man through out the age to fear, a powerless myth an emotionless cheer.
Death has no power, no swag, no say, no power to hurt, no debt to repay.
No chance to defeat the life within but lingers in lonesome path to that must end.
In a peculiar shade where nothing exist, but a jaded longing for a nameless bliss;
A name by which to call, it is only a name that describes a state where the breath has broken free,
leaving a solitary word that describes the absence of life: death
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