The End
Everything will fade awayAfter our final breath
What we have, we cannot keep
With us into our death
Everyone will surely die
My mind has been obsessing
I want to live on and on
Because death is depressing
I do fear my future death
Is its date set in stone?
I feel scared and unprepared
When I face the unknown
I'll make use of all my time
It's mine to lose or gain
I refuse to live a life
That has been lived in vain
I refuse to to afraid
Of what's around the bend
I just want to be prepared
Before I reach the end
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