Death.

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It was hard to love the world and feel the light,
To embrace the sunset sight.
When your heart is broken just like your mind,
And death takes you from behind.
With scars and deed from long before ,
Laying to rest in forever more.
Soon his breath will escape at last,
His home, his life, his childhood past.

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