Death sweet death the visitor,
dark color at my door.
Im hesitant to answer,
for what I fears in store.
With you I shall play hide and seek,
so knock forever more.
There are worse for you to take,
please leave me,
I implore.
I know what life has got to give,
I know of pain and sorrow.
I do not know what you shall bring,
to payments for my borrow.
You seem so dark,
to dark to read,
a shadow for the grave.
Death sweet death,
leave me to live.
What is lost for if I stay?



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