What would immortality mean to you?
Living forever in a dying world?Doing things you wouldn't have time for?Or watching all of life's tragedies unfurl?
What would life mean to you,If everything was said and done,Watching loved ones fall like flies,While counting your thousandth setting sun?
What would eternity mean to you,If you were left alone?Punishment or blessing could this be called?In loneliness would you forever moan.
Wishing for a death that never came,Wishing for the end of a wish came true,Sorrow after sorrow, you witness in time,Hardening your heart to ice so blue.
Continue to standby and watch,As mortals destroy themselves,And reminisce that once upon a time,That you were one of them.
One that was able to feel,The pain, the anger, the sorrow,The happiness, the love, the trust,But you now must reap what you have sowed.
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