Death: She Knew

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Cracked ribs
Cold and brittle
Frost glides close
I can not reach from here
I'm too far down
Death took so much from me
She knew that blade would help
And cause harm
There is beauty in letting go
Letting your soul be free
And your body rest
After the toll it took
But there is pain
As death will hold our heads forever
Until it's time for them to rest with yours.

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