I am something like
death
You haven’t seen this
yet
I hold no humiliation
Death holds no
discrimination
Death fears no man,
rich or poor
You can’t cheat death
in no way
As soon as death
knocks on your door
There’s no deal that
can be made
Death comes sudden it
comes slow
Sometimes you don’t
sometimes you know
Death has no
repetition
Death holds no
discrimination!
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