There's something I hate
more than fate
It's the gate that separates mate from
mate
Death's door
proceeds to close,
end all venture.
Cut communication
from love.
Durations that last forever
because,
there is no fantastic afterlife.
The final stab of pain,
it ends all strife,
your long lost love
will be long lost forever
and die with the reeds of the Nile,
in annihilation of the Earth
Death is satisfaction reaction.
It has no direction.
Feel perfection
its restriction.
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