beauty sets on the sun
age passes by
it's the small things
that are forgotten with time
but end up meaning the most
closing eyes remember yesterday
to never look upon tomorrow
they meet death in a dance
a partner for eternity
death has a meaning
and so does life
they go hand in hand
creating sorrow and joy
cutting in to one another
taking different partners
maybe life and death
are lovers that can never be
and we are caught in the crossfire
just casualties of a war
that never ends
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