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Death
I breathe without air,
I walk without limbs,
I cry out to the world,
But they can not hear,
Whimpering for lost love,
I lay here looking above,
Watching the stars,
As I pass into the world above,
My heart stops beating,
As I cry my last tear,
Wishing the world,
Could cure my last fear.