The Life Of Death
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Last published Tue, Jan 20, 2015
People have called me many names. Grim reaper, death, murderer, soul collector, but no one's ever called me by my real name. I spend eternity picking up lost, broken souls. I watch people come from the warmness of birth, to the coldness of death. But no one knows my name. It's Isaac.
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