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He has YouDecent into the ominous clutches of death,Inhale and exhale, you will soon breathe your last breath.Nothing can stop your path once you've started to go down,Death cannot be stopped, he can't be turned around.Don't resist what is coming for you, your fate has been sealed,For you are now alone in the smoldering wild flower field.Past the point of no return, you must keep your eyes forward,Look into the bright light, it's right straightforward.Don't turn back, of course you have no other choice.Don't utter words of pleading, they cannot hear your dying voice.Accept what is coming to you, and grip the icy hand of death.He will guide your way down the tunnel until you take your last breath.
SandLike picking up a handful of dry sand,I can feel you quickly slipping from my hand.I watch as your grains rejoin the ground,Without so much as a single sound.I cannot stop you from leaving my clenched palm,and it is getting harder for me to keep my calm.I watch helplessly as you trickkle away,And I plead and beg for you to stay.I cup my hand to keep you close,but your sandy grains continue to coast.My eyes well up with unshed tears,And I cannot stop the flow, my darkest fear.Through my fingers, you slide out,And my broken heart is strewn about.The last remnants of you fall to the ground,And I sit and weep, for you can never be found.
Give meWhen you cannot see,Ill be your eyes.Just take my hand,and let your spirit rise.When your heart breaks,Ill give you mine.Just trust in me,you will be just fine.When you cannot hear,I will lend you my ears.Just listen to me,and let go of your fears.When you cannot feel,I will give you my hands.Just let me lead,and allow your heart to command.When you cry,I will take your tears.Just let it all out,I will always be here.
BeastlyAh, 'tis such a pity that thou doth mistake thee for a happy child,When this child's mind runs ranpant, chaotic and wild,Thou cannot help this poor child in the least,For thou has unleashed this terrible beast.
SnakeWords like venom leak throughout my core,Searing my veins forever more.I put on a stone face and grit my teeth,And weild my sword out if its sheath.I refuse to let your words pierce my heart,Refuse to let them tear my dearest frienship apart.You cannot win, it's improbable,Furthermore, it's impossible.It takes more than your vile ways,And I can see right through your toxic haze.I will win, I swear to you,There is nothing you can ever do.This friendship can never be broken,Even with your venom spoken.You're the nasty snake in my life,And I'll cut you down with my protective knife.