Thoughts From a Spec in the Universe

Death

She follows on a silent night
Never visible in the light
She creeps through alley eating the pain
The fear
The suffering
The happiness
She hates her job but smiles with each kill
For she is the beauty before the end
Her cold lips smile and tell you farewell
She takes your soul and drags it to Hell
She keeps you in a jar on her shelf with the rest
Were she admires you and remembers your death
She follows each man and lures him to the black
She whispers in children's ears to wander them off the path
She taunts women till they jump to their death
Oh joy
Oh happiness
Oh suffering
Oh fear
Oh Death

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