Downward Fall

by TPAC

Early at job, daily, soon stop working, view of life pits, it's an ace, dazzled, face, retirement due; not a great for me: in a race.

Cruel trap, fated realities death thrust, aim a bust, rippling fear to shears; in once able bones rust: at this evil sinking any man.

I feel, hid ax it to cut, in a hand towers, in chamber low, deep slices neck, rip across, date sunk ship; in rises a wave dip: a blank.

A brainless state coming, fated final destiny, it's a corp, mangle death its unknowns to be; tangle reveal: its wrangle knot.

My end of work, slowly I walk, line to a guillotine, he sent into a hell alone, had rent; not to lie a sad life bent: seen at full age.

Life, as an elder, reaching me, dark wicked horrors, no aid to heal, or repair, buried low in fair palace; despair at home: a grave.

One's autumn revealing tragic factor, sung song is your flaw, states a reality to tell of: it's a yell; aged closed cell: a larger cage.

We are tones, blink like stars, had crackles, with no renewal of bones, in zones, bright spark come; left memories: just event.

Our life, glow lights rays, downward fall, swim, by up age, row events, it is to live, slow descent; its imminent actions: of old.

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