To find the never ending peace,
To embrace the end to suffering.
To never know the evilness of man's heart,
To slip beneath the waves of caring.
To step out into the nothingness,
To feel the release of oblivion.
To walk beyond all emotions.
To cradle your soul in your hands,
To release it like a birds excape from
Entrapment.
To relish in the loss of love,
Is to fall into the clutches of the Demon.
Death is the rebirth of a soul,
The fight for life anew.

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