Exile (ON HOLD - TO BE REWRITTEN)
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I have slain kings as they ate on their thrones,
I have stolen an angel from Sera’s burning ashes and bones,
I have lived in asylums, leaving with both my sanity and my life,
And I have raided the World Axis with only a knife.
I have killed emperors as they pleaded for mercy,
I have brought diseases from faraway lands to cause misery,
I have slain gods, obliterated battalions, and invaded dynasties,
My name is known. You may have heard of me.
I am known as The Great Demise,
The Curtain Closer, The Decease,
Game Over, The End, Last Breath,
Put it simply, call me Death.
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I'm so happy that this is finally up. Yey.
Well, as all my stories and poems go, this is rarely updated as well. Cheers!
I hope you enjoy reading!
***A/N: Death is a frequent theme. If you are uncomfortable talking about death, and other bad jokes (black comedy and such), I suggest you refrain from reading. Also, there is gore, though not VERY gory, but still, it's gore.
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