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Whatever the life
it ends with death
So we call it
Prelude to death

When fire
inside me stops burning
there's only left
ash and hope

Ref.
tackle each moment as if it were your last
Because the next one may not be captured
live the moment because it is the life
and from the depths of hell you may never come back

Dance Macabre
clamps his claws
your only problem is
if he does it slowly or fast

Like a raven
in Allan Poe
I say about suicide
,,Nevermore''

Ref.
tackle each moment as if it were your last
Because the next one may not be captured
live the moment because it is the life
and from the depths of hell you may never come back

Minutes, hours, days , months
they are only to divide the time
the time since you has started your prelude
till the day when you will be six feet underground

Remember,always every breath
slowly leads you to death

hours, every wound
the last will kill...

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