Angel of Death
She stands before you with a soothing
smile singing a final lullaby. Makes
your heart beat one last time before
you can whisper a goodbye.
She wears black, is dressed to kill, softly
caresses your skin. Puts you to sleep for
an eternity. Beauty outside but evil within.
She comes to you at your final hour,
eyes filled will promises. She stops the
pain with a single touch. Beyond
life she relieves stress.
She takes lives with a undeniable grace,
and kisses away your final breath. Makes
your sorrow disappear. Behold, for she is
the angel of death.
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