⚫ 31.) Death's Rate ✔
I'll forget how sweet it is to feel...
When death's rate comes to kill...
It seems to go so high...
I graze the sky...
How open it is!!!
When I feel Earth's heart pounding against my skin!!!
I can take anything!!!
Every butterfly kiss that comes in.
I am not down for life...
It just makes me stricken with strife...
I'll forget how sweet it is to feel!!!
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