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Realizations in DeathMourners crying out their last memories of you,
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are comforted by mid-morning's shrill cries of wind.
As trees sway to the rythyms of your funeral march,
A still calm ensures you're free from the chains of life
Yet you remain enslaved,
within the minds of those who wait.
For they will dream of you,
Forcing the continuation of your memory,
And your tortured existence.
What was yours in life, slowly fades to nothing,
And quietly brightens into the flames that will consume you.
What lies in wait for you in Hell?
God cannot save you here in death.
You're locked in the endless procession of eternity.
Life was but a second on a clock with no hands.
An hourglass unable to be reset,
despite the years wasted doing so.
Yet still your hand reaches,
Hoping to grasp hold of the time,
That has passed you by...
Against your will the sky darkens,
Like the blood flowing black in your heart.
Your hands move to rest against your chest,
And fall to your side as you realize what's most important:
Her hand i