It hissed near my pillow
Then kissed my feet
Fake comfort is a tool
To make things discreet
It held my hand swiftly
A flashback of the life
Of things missed and trophies
Then came a tight and warm hug
Death is comforting me.
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Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 