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will the eyes continue to grow red
seems everything gets cold and dark before it's dead.
though death is not the ending of what seems a great test.
many thought but few have known the truth that you'll find in the end with the rest.

i'll bring it in, the darkness and the pain
because my threshold is limited, merely by my brain
and if i cannot handle everything brought to life
then life's not meant for the best, just for the right

i'll take a page from the book, the greatest of them all.
thumb through every page, every line, every minute until they call.
cause it's not the end, consistently they plead.
another chapter, and a verse soon, the meaning you will read.

yet if one cannot find the meaning, so obvious to sight.
then obvious it is not and the book may not be right.
now where will your wind go farther than the word.
if to listen you will not then nothing you have heard.