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Crumbling_Emotions
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Looking up at the tower
It's almost time, for the midnight hour
But who shall it ring for?
The unfortunate, such as Lenore
The bell that is touching the ski,
Does it toll for I?
To feel Death's cold embrace
To no longer feel one's heart race
Many fear the thought of dying
But, why are you crying?
The occasion should be celebrated
You should feel invigorated!
A last! The bell has tolled!
I still stand, for I am not old
But don't worry men
For it shall toll again.
Rest assured for now
As I take a final bow.
It's almost time, for the midnight hour
But who shall it ring for?
The unfortunate, such as Lenore
The bell that is touching the ski,
Does it toll for I?
To feel Death's cold embrace
To no longer feel one's heart race
Many fear the thought of dying
But, why are you crying?
The occasion should be celebrated
You should feel invigorated!
A last! The bell has tolled!
I still stand, for I am not old
But don't worry men
For it shall toll again.
Rest assured for now
As I take a final bow.