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Dying   Alone

Even as thick as blood,
As thin as eggshels,
It's not unreasonable to fear death,
I'm scared stiff, of dying alone,

As vast as isolation,
Confined as joy,
It's not weak to fear life,
I've always feared, living alone,

The fear feels so ironic,
Knowing in everything I do,
That I've always been alone,
I will always be alone,

And I will always fear,