Death is so Eager There are people we never heard saying goodbyeWe didn't see their pain or hear their desperate cryThey were so good at hiding tears behind their laughterThey never discussed all of the demons chasing afterSo we stare at each other over a newly covered graveWondering if there's someone there we too can't saveDoubting if we ever really know the people we love so muchWhen death is so eager to take them so far from our touch
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