the ethereal choir of voices sing.
Embracing the call of heaven,
the striking echoes paint the night.
Scream, scream, comes the pain,
until thunder and lightening
flash like rising flames.
Death and white roses smile upon the sinking breath.
The streaming pain holds no strain,
and pierces through the veins
of the remaining pulsing beats of life.
The fainting breath lifts the shining joy,
upon the mind of closing eyelids.
One last glance of fluttering eyes.
Slow pulse heart beats,
closing in on few short breaths.
Until one last sigh and a casting smile of goodbye.
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