Darker than the darkest pits of hell,
just like being trapped in a narrow cell.
The Protagonist, due to peer pressure,
was ready to risk his only treasure.
"You will have a blast; give it a try."
"Trust me, you will float in the sky"
He thought for a second and then came the answer.
"I am ready; just don't tell this to my father."
This was the reply they were looking for.
One, two, three; he kept asking for more.
Like a soldier with a never say die attitude,
he withstood his friends' curses with a feeling of gratitude.
His rationality was barred, vision blurred;
he staggered back like an out-of-control drunkard;
As he collapsed, darkness blinded the half-dead hope,
"Alas! I want to live, should not have doped."
But, nothing could save him as it was too late,
he was left all on the mercy of fate.
The sweet memories of his childhood, friends and family
came flooding in his head through his bright mind's dark gallery.
"Could this be Death, but I am still too young.", he wondered.
He thought of his life which was now plundered.
He saw his entire life in the fast forward mode
which was inching towards the end of the road.
His heart was sinking, power of thinking was dazed and dizzy.
He thought,"This can not be the tyrant Death as it can never be so easy."
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