Breeze, after the rain
Still, the darkness of my mind
Death, one of shortcut.
Lightning flashing_
makes the heart quiver of fear
How to face death?
Death, it will come, soon
And how would you want to die?
Facing the fear of death.
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PoetryThere's always darkness in ourself #yourenotalone #everythingwillbefine support #FreeMentalIlness, a campaign to help develop the acceptance of mental illnesses across the globe.
