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My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.
My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.
The pride of dying rich raises the loudest laugh in hell.
The pride of dying rich raises the loudest laugh in hell.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his read more
The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his back turned.
It's not that I'm afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens.
It's not that I'm afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens.
It is good to die before one has done anything deserving death.
It is good to die before one has done anything deserving death.
Some say the world will end in fire, some say ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with read more
Some say the world will end in fire, some say ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must read more
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...
