death surrounds us
waits for the right moment
for us to succumb to its will
it knows we are scared, it is glad
it hopes that we are happy
for the time that we have
it wants us to run,
pleads for us to fight
death is lonely in the night
it hopes we live right
with love and foresight
it wishes we could never
know its plight
death is lonely in the night
without it, it'd just be
a forever race
no way out of this
earthly place
we'd simmer, stew,
think and brew
run out of things
to say and do
death is lonely in the night
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