Death is all around me, I can feel it in the air,
Though I cant see him, I can feel deaths stare.
His certitude, his awareness of my mortality,
Oh I wonder, how I wonder what Death Plans For Me
Will it be quick and painless, or will it hurt a great deal
Will I die in my sleep, or will it be more surreal
My time is sure is come, and I’ll wait patiently,
Oh I wonder, how I wonder what Death Plans For Me
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