Oh death my old friend,
Thru the centuries,
I have battled you,
Sometimes looking you,
In the eye and beating you back,
Laughing as though,
I thought I won,
Yet knowing that,
You shall eventually win,
The game we play,
Twice I have faced you,
In this life,
Coming to me,
At my weakest,
Yet again I was able,
To look you in the face,
And walk away,
I do not fear you,
For when the time comes,
You will guide me,
Thru the dark veil,
On to the next life,
So our game can start again,
My old friend.
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