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Death Alive

By: Jen, Mely, and Megan

Death floats among the living
Striving to survive
Death is an oxymoron
As it itself is alive

Its hand how strong
Holds her in its grasp
While he tries to secure
The other with a clasp

One hand bound
The other free
I notice others
Trapped like me

Some have Death so close
He covers their entire outside
Thriving on their bodies
As soon they will subside

There are some that are so far gone
In whom he lives
Their body and soul
They freely give

So while people die
Death will thrive
Because in itself
Death is alive



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