a morbid obsession
Oh to die a happy death
i've pondered thoughts for years
to die with ease and careless days
to laugh at all your fears
To grin at death, a teethy smile
so arogant; so sly
to know that all its promiced you
was nothing but a lie
I've pondered death and life at best
and came up at a loss
I whispered thoughts on forest floors
and smelled the dew soaked moss
But still i'm left with empty hands
and questions on my mind
For no one knows what happens next
but all will know in time
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