prodigal child

cheap sheep

sullen, stolen

folly flies, the fake faced flies

molecules now dry

time is slipping by, and now

death would feel just fine,

if only i could die

..

but if before i die, could i plunder one more time?

slip into poisoned mine, take a sip and sunder deep inside

lonelier and lonelier

witches burn because witches burn

like candles lit at both ends

you will wrinkle and die and i will despair, overturned to

watch the prodigal child wrestle air

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Death

Probably won't feel that great; I would not mind dying if pain was not involved. Hence the scythe as the tool, it cuts down sudden or slices slowly. Bad ass, Death. slc