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Angel of death
Lurking in the shadows as I fill the hate for the living inside me wishing the world would die.
My hate starts to grow forming into a black winged creature a voice in me says to end it all.
Oh how I wish to make everyone suffer my pain then everyone would just die.
Just like the says (the voice inside) all must die to appease the angel of death with ever lasting darkness.
My hate starts to grow forming into a black winged creature a voice in me says to end it all.
Oh how I wish to make everyone suffer my pain then everyone would just die.
Just like the says (the voice inside) all must die to appease the angel of death with ever lasting darkness.
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