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i was bored so i tried writing one. i think i did it wrong. tell me if you know how.

forbear, i came so close to Death today
at last, for first, i saw my crooked life
confronted with my putrid soul’s decay,
collapsing down, heart full of fear and strife
i reckoned my resolve on life was clear
that conscience, mind, and body served for good
but with my low demise so live and near
i realized i had not lived as i should
my cheek singed with remorse, too close to hell
He pointed his long finger, dry and bare
and bade me listen to the tolling bell
for once in my existence, i could care
today, Life gave me one more chance at it
or was it Death?..cannot recall that bit