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A dance with death on afterlife grass

Summary:

Before Mammon commits suicide he describes how he think he will feel and what he would say by a solemn poem..in his journal where noone would find it :)
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Blissfulness taken over

 

The once rocky road replaced with soft grass

 

My blistered feet finally walking through unimaginable glory

 

Keeping my head up the whole walk

 

Purifying my cold and greedy heart

 

Cleaner than the tall grass i walk on

 

The sweetness is unfamiliar

 

Now i dance in the pasture of death

 

Tango-ing, not bothering to let go of its grasp

 

Spinning me around as my reality slowly fades

 

Comforting me of my first and last sin

 

Eating all of my grief

 

So toxic yet so safe

 

The green pasture will be eternal now

 

I dance with death forever

 

Saying goodbye to my loved ones

 

Assuring them im safe with death

 

Dancing in its arms restlessly

 

Unlike reality

 

People find their way to mock you for how you dance

 

While the ones you loved give you a pitied glance

 

I break myself from a judgemental chain

 

Now i only have death to comfort me

 

Dancing slowly in the afterlife grass

 

I hope my loved ones will move on just as fast.
-Mammon