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Remembrance Of My Death
Around, all around, the storm clouds gather.
My dread grows as doom's scythe falls against my heart.
It mutilates me, and darkly my
to the fallen despairing leaves.
In a haze of shock I beg forgiveness
while nothingness surrounds me.
Now alone, my cascade of tears falls upon darkened eyes.