The dust settles
Uneven levels
On top, Yellow and red petals
The crowd has gone away
Guess who has come out to play?
Little red devils
Its night
Death robs you of memories
Death robs you of happiness
Lifeless
The soul,
Fragile and brittle.
A battle so fickle
This cant be it.
In the mortu...
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