The limit of life caused by death.
Beyond the darkened sky.
No human presence lingers.
broken hearts.
Numb feelings
And pain.
What is this?
What are you?
What am I?
Am I a body
taking up space
Or a spirit
Traped inside a shell.
It's hard to imagine death.
Then again hard to understand.
Why ask questions.
We all live
We all Die.
And that's the truth
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