Death, The Ultimate End

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A cry, a strike,

A stab with a knife

A curled finger

Poised on a trigger

Cruelly ending a life

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Bitter tears

Won’t stop flowing through the years

For we will always remember

That one thought it was better

To kill

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A snuffed candle can never

Be lit again without a match ever

Once the fire’s burned out

It has been ended throughout

And the warmth is gone forever

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A soul was crafted from the dust

God blew himself into us

And no amount of remorse

Not even the most repentance one can force

Will put that soul he ripped out back into the body