death
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Death
out of hatred
it was created
out of greed
it does breed
from the down of mankind
to the spawn of the end
it lasts
and casts
its devastating spell
similiar to hell
from jealousy
it came
from heresy
it remains
over years
it's caused fears
it's caused pain
it ends the reign
of the thing called life
with its strife
we shun it
condemn it
run from it
and never accept it
for it is death
it brings your last breath
when there's nothing left
count on death

~erika boal
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