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Yours truly.....

  • Writer: Dhairya vyas
    Dhairya vyas
  • Sep 18
  • 1 min read

I swear by the first breath you took my friend,

I shall never leave your side dear one,

silent with you till the show's very end,

you all get two, but only fear one,


promise to be polite when I meet you,

I will come to see you in a fine suit,

promise to smile when I come to greet you,

please don't ask for your share, your hard earned fruit.


don't worry, i won't ask what all you did,

I am here to swiftly do my job,

be quick with all of the farewells to bid,

do me a favour, tell them to not sob.


i will let you know when its your last breath.

Until then my dear... yours truly, Death.

 
 
 

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