C.R. Ebowski - That's Death

There are bodies laying on the floor
Blood seeping from the room
Covering their wounds
But that’s death

A sound of consequence
Echoing through existence
Finding a deaf ear
But that’s death

People walk away to their lives
Leaving those behind
Forgetting us
But that’s death

We walk the crowded streets
Looking for our salvation
Never getting redemption
But that’s death

A sad existence of life
Once lived vibrantly
Forgotten the same
But that’s death

Twenty-Seven years lived strong
Fighting for what is right
Dying for what is true
But that’s death

C.R. Ebowski

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