Final Act

Darkness, fear
Of approaching death

The final act of life
Holding on by a thread

No one cares, alone
Not to end this way

Struggling, fighting
For every breath

Calm voice, warm hand
Don’t be afraid

You can go to sleep
Just step into the light

Curtain closed

©  Ceol

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