#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
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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
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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
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