DEATH.

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Who am I?
That's a secret I'll never tell.
Don't think too much about me, generally people get serious when they start to about me, they start making preparations to avoid me only to realize that I'm inevitable hahaha
You must be thinking I must be the happiest creature think again I take lives not give them , the faces of people on their death bed is the one you do not want to see , their cries , their requests to spare them, there beloved ones surrounding them praying giving the dieing person support but yet I have to take their soul that had been embodied in him , I have to tear it apart it's just like tearing open a packet of chips ,we love opening it and then we remove all the pieces only to realize its empty now it can be filled with the same pieces but can never be stitched back.
I wonder hither and tither for my next victim, prepare myself for another dreadful day of sobing people with black/white clothes.
They all have their theories behind me but in the end it doesn't matter they all will be in my hands regretting their few choices in life , looking into my dim grim eyes and realize I'm just like them.
I walk among them yet I'm unnoticed
I am like them yet they pretend they don't know me
They know me still avoid me
They are afraid of me yet grace my presence
I know all of you want to ask me which souls I love to take hahaha
The old ones not cause they are weak or scared they are ready to accept their fate they know I'm coming
The young ones are just irrational they'll beg before me usually they'll start crying , I hate it so I remove their souls early hahaha I know I'm evil you all can't help it , why cry now you my heart won't melt and nor will I spare you all its my job.
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