Death
Death as the abyss
Everything is amiss
Surrounded in the midst
Of cold hands
Life force draining like grains of sands
Filled with regret
Nothing can be said
Good times gone
I have seen the last dawn
Of this life I've grown quite fond
But now I must go
Death I must follow
Embrace that dark Shadow
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They are not grunnies they are green chinchillas!
I do avi art pm if interested