The heart beat, strong yet fleeting,
goes as time wears on, ticking away,
the countdown to its last day.
Each beat keeping it breathing,
but drawing it ever closer,
to the reaper's front door.
Ironic, or simply misleading?
That the only way to stay alive,
is to bring itself closer to that final dive.
Depressing, but I will say I like it.
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