Phoenix

Jan 26, 2021

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Lying covered to the head, I hear my sheets creak.
Oh, death, is that you peeping me from the edge of my bed?
Oh, death, you're so sweet whispering in my ear. Talking resting dreams.
Oh, death, you always so tender coming to me. You, so known to me. I could never fear a friend inviting me to reborn again.
Oh, death, come hold my hand as I give you all my dirt. Cause you and I, babe, can make it pretty afresh.
Oh, death, I know you well. But you don't know me, cause every time you come, it's a different me you're here to take.
Oh, death, you indulge me well. You never claim me whole, cause if there's something that you know, is that I won't follow you all the way until my body and soul have experienced my all.
Oh, death, you too know, I'll always love your other face, life, the most.

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