In waters,warm , still and silvery hued
as i sink to wage life's final feud,
gazing at me from the heavens above,
are stars that bleed silk and blurry now.
All of life's moments ,dark and light
play out before me this fateful night
While my eyes burn in salt, to the rife
i long to have , just a little more of life.
Like a spume of silver, my final gasp
floats up to the gods,and out of my clasp.
Through my wearying struggle to hold on
only the reaper's arm,extends in scorn.
My screams muffled ,for two minutes now,
"Does it reach your ears, fathoms above?"
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