Swept away,
by fragrance of rose'
Breath, taken, slowly away,
by snuffed arrogance, of his nose.
Its his time, to be taken away
Death now in his view,she's so close
She came with her soft vengeance
To take with her, his holy soul...
She 'll lead him to where he'll get bliss-in-full
After-all, Its going to be peaceful
Death and his holy Soul,
Pain free, much awaited welcome home...
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