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Down

"I Am Death": He lies
Down on the bed and doors
Across his feet opened like feathers
Falling or that single last dance
A couple makes
When either one knows
Weather the other dies
By killing either himself
Or that one that pissed him
Off or by any other form
That involves knives and I
Am death but he refused
To know this and that
Is why he lays his head
Down and ignores the world.

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