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A few last weak breaths as I fade away,
The light grows then dims again and again,
Thinking becomes hard with a failing brain,
Hopefully this time, dead I will stay.

A sudden strain,
Fake pass away,
Deadly foul play,
As I remain.

Death had feigned, Reapers foreplay,
A toy hammer hit mortal chain,
A tease of an end to this pain,
One more dip to that gateway.

A quick drain,
Sudden gray,
Now halfway,
Coup de main

A short delay,
One last refrain,
Life will abstain,
I hope today.

Light slain,
I pray,
Decline,
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Once more...

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