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DEATH'S RITUAL
you are the dark cloud
that shrouds my reflection
it consumed the essence
of me, you harmed
my brightness, shutting off
my beams, they were sullied.
i’ve become a sacrifice
in your altar, as the drum
beats – a signal
to struck the light
and my body be suffused
with the crimson of my blood.
Be dead sure that death itself will not consume your essence but will revive you again. Death is just a pause and your journey will continue for ever till eternity. It means there will be no end to you life.