amid which he dies.
the color of eyes
after he cries.
just infinity;
unity.
who are you to me?
no longer needs to pretend
that love was his friend all along.
his corpse hums a song
which for so long he kept
hidden at a great depth.
and now he seldom experiences the pains
that once dwelled in him; their home.
in the end he dies all alone.
amid tears when you're dying
is putrefying.
i'm denying my existence
for i'm in need of assistance;
my persistence is deteriorating
and thus i'm debating
what it is i need to do
to not feel this excess blue
knocking down my inner walls.
in the end he dies and falls.
death a definition,
the end its meaning,
at the end it is the end that defines us,
through death,
for it will soon forever be over.
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I never thought about it like this. Interesting! Thank you so much! :)
I'm glad to have pointed this out.