In this nightmare life that I call death

in this nightmare
Life. (that I call
Death .)
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I dreamt a little
Dream of self,

But woke up to
A
Nightmare Other.

With shining eyes
that
Burned Like  Hell.

(Yet smiled like
My
Brother.)

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The laughter did
not
Touch His Face,

It echoed from
A
Pit below.

Still unknown to
God,

and
Grace! !

(familiar though
with
Unseen Sorrow.)

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I woke up
Yesterday to
The end,

But it kept
persisting like
The
Rest.

And likely
shall
Return
Again!

In this
Nightmare

Life.

  (That 

I call
Death. )

J.s.h.