Death’s Siren
My death was foretold long ago,
It was something I’d always know.
A silent clock ticking,
But none of it is sticking.
But those around me fall,
Are they heeding my call?
Every time I take a breath,
I am the harbinger of death.
Keep you distance if you care,
Will you approach me if you dare?
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