Death Hour 2

Death has been on my mind lately

All over the news

Spilling all over my life

An old friend visiting me

An old enemy that always returns

Death toys with me,

Tugs at me

Tempts me

Terrifies me

Standing waiting

Like a waiter, or a butler

Or a manager

An executioner

Judging it all

Dark mysterious

Stealing loved ones

Giving me no choices

Just adapt, change

The only true real thing

I brace myself

Wondering who’s next



But I am never prepared

Death likes it that way

It makes him proud

He likes being in charge

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