Merchant of Death

Now I know
This life.
What's pain
What's pleasure
And the space in between
we live in.

Lives move past once lived
The lies are over
Death is fleeting
Flesh existence goodbye

Goodnight
Happy New Year
Is
An year older
And the coming year
Ushers in
The old spirit
Kindled anew
The oil older grimy stickier
From the blood and bones
that death the dealer
Meshed in..
His table of final reckoning
Is ever nearer
Fondly beckoning.

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