His Death

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Eyes dark, so misty

Just like the night sky

He whispers softly to me

Come and play

So many souls he has taken

The one of my lover had left me in pieces

The memories we had, I now cherish

For it is all I can remember of him

The day he took him

A scowl upon his face, so bright it could be the sun itself

He looked so pleased when he took him

His dark side had begun to show

I scream in pain as my lover slowly dies in front of me

He whispers one last thing to me

I love you

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