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By: Anonymous

Everywhere I look, it’s there
When I fall asleep, it wakes me up
It makes things appear in different forms
I hear it all the time.

I hear it when it cries
It makes life seem like a lie
It never leaves my side
It never lets me hide

It’s always there
It’s always there
It’s always there
It’s death itself, always giving me a stare