Just a little scribble

by Kylead   May 7, 2005


This the day my night falls
The day of my last breath
The day the sorrow of my death is ignored by all
The day I am forgotten
The day my name is lost forever

The day I meet face to face an challenge the reaper
The day I stand against a fate with no forgiveness
The day all dreams are shattered for with this struggle I lose my soul
For the fate I speak of consumes all
This fate is death
Something we most all face.

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