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Death was a tall man,
Skinny and dark,
Scythe in hand,
He made his mark.
Death was a pale man,
White and paper thin,
He was redeemer,
Of lost and broken kin.
Death was a sad man,
He hated taking souls,
But dying seemed to be,
The peoples only goals.
Death was a good man,
Merciful and kind,
He was very skillful,
And sound of mind.
But poor death,
A man of many faces,
Was misunderstood,
The villain in many races.
But I understood,
I saw through his mask,
He hated his job,
That unending sad task.
So I stayed by his side,
I learned of his lore,
So now we are together,
Suffering forevermore.
Skinny and dark,
Scythe in hand,
He made his mark.
Death was a pale man,
White and paper thin,
He was redeemer,
Of lost and broken kin.
Death was a sad man,
He hated taking souls,
But dying seemed to be,
The peoples only goals.
Death was a good man,
Merciful and kind,
He was very skillful,
And sound of mind.
But poor death,
A man of many faces,
Was misunderstood,
The villain in many races.
But I understood,
I saw through his mask,
He hated his job,
That unending sad task.
So I stayed by his side,
I learned of his lore,
So now we are together,
Suffering forevermore.
I don't even know o.O
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That was so amazing
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