12 september 2012
Death
At the edge of life
when time has run out
a black abyss will wait.
Void of "life"
and void of me-
time will stop.
The “me” that hadn't been;
born to life, that lived-
will cease to be.
And all will be for me,
as it had been
before my life had come to be.
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