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death lurks in the shadows death lurks in the open it creeps through every breach it clutches to every inch [it always did it has always been around we were never trully safe (some know this way more than others)] but now death chases you as you walk past someone as you mindlessly gasp for some air as hurriedly go for groceries and forever wash your hands as you recoil from embraces as you reach out for some friendly faces death makes you ever so lonely way more than it did before they say we always die alone now in pain or despair, no one will be there no one can kiss you when you're gone existence comes to a halt convoluted absolute millions of holes and gaps behind death slowly sinks in while we fight to survive