My eyes grow blurry and I cannot see
Why does death come to take me
I cannot stop my tears, nor keep from crying
To think that I may be dying
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Sometimes i think if i die, i die, its my time. but truly everyone is afraid. and noone is invicible
impresses me this one too lemme tell you to be true I am afraid of death too not for the fear of death - well but to go and stay in hell
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