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Death
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
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 %)