The Last Breath

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Everyone calls it death.
But I know it by name.
You know it when you take your last breath.
Everyone learns it the same.

Laying there all limp and lame.
Cursing life with every little blame.
Life is a simple yet difficult game.
We all eventually lose our claim.

Bleeding out crimson regret.
You plead with the reaper to bet.
Your fate is already set.
The reaper here to collect the debt.

For you there is only Hell.
Plead with the devil.
Your soul is all you have to sell.
But in hell you're past that level.