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Like a dream which never ends
until death takes you back
bleak, dreary,darkest black.

Waxy skin icy, freezing cold.
Dull mortuary, bright flowers.
Black suited men, grieving women.

Race against time lost.
Soul vanished from the host.
Feels strange to touch the corpse.

Closest man I ever knew.
Loads of lovers to name a few
never got as near as you.