Death

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By ~The Familiar Side of Strange~

the walls are closing in I can't breath in my own skin the lights are going out I can't hear my own shouts there is nothing for me don't scream, just breath take my last breath running from Death locked inside this room Death should be here soon could I escape it now? do i even want to know how? what would you do? run from Death too? it's too late he's almost here theres nothing to fear Death's cab is coming for me don't cry, he's gonna set me free Death has taken one more soul into the back of my head, my eyes rolled.

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