Epitome of Darkness

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As mortals evade the sweet kiss of death,
There is I who yearns for it;
Serenade through dusk till dawn,
Hands reaching for just a touch.

Soul bound by earth desires freedom,
As thee humble mortal asks for thy hand— take me.
Emancipate me from this bane called "life",
And bring me to hellish land.

Glutted by this cursed land, can't take no more.
Burned out to the core as i desire peace.
And peace i found in you— with you.
Swing thy scythe and take me, never to return back.

Though never the less, I stand.
For something or someone;
Some stand in the bright sunny day,
I stand in the cold dark abyss of my room.

Art by Cherry Lee Chen

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 20, 2023 ⏰

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