Carry me,if I can't go far O,my friends of soul Push me to that stone afar Carry my body to the goal A man waits for me there Not with a smile but arms open I am expecting his scythe & stare When he slits my obsidian broken. #rzmph #rzmp41 #death #restzone #bmwritingmarathon #bmmarathon2 #buddymantra #bmupsingh Buddy Mantra Rest Zone Aesthetic Thoughts YourQuote Baba