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Death's Weakness

FaithlessSorrow

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FaithlessSorrow

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His nature is shrouded in mystery and yet we all know of him. He takes lives only to give life to new. There's a beauty to his cruelty; beauty I find hard not to crave. 

He sings a lullaby of untold promises. Like a siren's call, I cannot resist, for he is everything I want; endless sleep, free from pain, a chance to escape

The question hangs, am I willing to sacrifice everything to become Death's Weakness?All Rights Reserved

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