#death #poetry #art Death, the dark and silent thief Comes in the night, when all is still To take away life, with no relief Leaving behind a lonely chill ![[374838bc-0ceb-4522-ac93-847d73b84132-0-3170886665.png]] The victim, unaware of his fate Is not prepared for death's embrace His life is gone, and only too late He realizes his own mistake Death, the great leveler of all Takes away the young and old No one can escape its call And no one can ever be told ![[32eedb0d-98ec-4aa7-aa62-c1319990ee84-0-4213034997.png]] ![[7e4cfbdb-f703-46c8-852c-ce6d4cc6091b-0-2081910815.png]] It's a cruel and ruthless game That no one can ever win Life is short, and death is its aim In the end, we all succumb to its whim ![[ca2b0077-cc1e-43c3-9c79-bf7d29319a88-0-937993320.png]] ![[9b49d43f-5267-492a-85c1-d607493bff1c-0-1031180652.png]] ![[33fd8d59-c5ba-4fd2-b940-fc1f9f6d6ce8-0-2306380551.png]] ![[b7087a68-30ab-4c08-8d70-4c604cf41f27-0-3207296382.png]] ![[4c513fcc-4588-428f-ae1b-99738029eb99-0-121356411.png]] ![[6412f570-699c-450f-8bd6-d8b153445c45-0-125541579.png]] ![[6683ccd9-9383-421a-9d0e-e6f10784952f-0-1036305181.png]]