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| " Death As the sun fades away, shadows grow in many places. The time has come once again, to roam this world and bring the end. I whisper softly in your ear, telling you to have no fear. If pain is something you do not wish, then I am here to end it with a kiss. The coldness of my touch you feel, lets you know the time is here. Tis my turn to walk with thee, tis Death thats come, and he is me! By Penny Kotyk |