Hearts fade into nothing

The soul mourns the past of being alive

My soul wonders the hallow dpeths of hell

I cry to you

As if it was the illegal acts of a child

My reaping soul dancing in the shadows

Pentacles clinking around my throat

Angels of hades Opening their arms wrapping them around me taking my soul into their heart of death

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one is kinda bad.. but it describes my opinion on death

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Lyz Krumbach's picture

Not bad at all... we all have quite varied and interesting feelings when it comes to the subject of our own death. This is a very interesting and beautiful one in my opinion %)