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Lady Death

She is young
She is kind
She is the most unlikely person you would ever think to hold your life in her hands
Watches
Understand
Listen
These are all the things she does while you live
She can be kind and let you chose when you die in your sleep
Or
She can be ruthless and watch you die the most gruesome way man kind will ever know
Death is game unlike all games you can never win but you can chose they way to end
She watches you as if you’re her child
She understands your actions better than yourself
She listens to the words you say as if she was the person you’re the person you were talk to
Tonight might be your last or the next
That’s the funny thing about this game
You never know when the end is there until it’s to late
Lady Death has watch over you like her husband
Now close your eyes baby and forever sleep
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Blood

It’s a liquid
It flows in your body
It is the bringer of life
Now it flows
Now it fly’s
You cant do nothing to stop it as its your own blood
The best the monster the man the machine
All hunger for it at the end what can you do ?
Fighting is futile
Running is a waste
Yelling is point less
Now let it flow
Now let it come
We crave it and we hunger for it
We are the things in the night that come and hunt for you
Now the thing that bring you life will flow all around you and you be helpless to do anything about it
The last thing you will here is my laughing as I take your very life away
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Revenge

At first you can trust them
But
That’s the thing at the end they plan to turn on you
They plan to rip your hart out and throw it to the ground and smash it to nothing.
How you act to this may very
Some will be to broken
Some will go insane
Some will plan
Those who plan have taken a dark road that few can ever come back
This road will leave to coldness to a black Abyss
First part is gain the trust of those who turn on you
Second is plan their demise
Third is to wrap it all up into one cold plate
And insure to sever them with a smile as you deliver this cold plate
Its only right after all those who betray will be the targets of great demise