Entertaining a thought
so inviting and free
Lurks in a corner
death whispers to me
All is lost
never to return
The ache of your mind
a heart set to burn
Not once
not twice
Not three times
but four
Your false hopes and dreams
have melted to the floor
A mind so sick
a progressive disease
The disease of your core
to nothing can ease
Tears have depleted
serving no role
The end of your purpose
is starving your soul
Not once
not twice
Not three times
but four
Don't hold on
there will never be more
I ask these questions
what...
...why
and how
If forever is never
I'll make never now
The world will thrive
with less taken space
Something is nothing
Death cannot erase
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