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Death

Death! Oh Death!! Thou art the leveller par excellence Thou who kills without mirth Taking all souls from hence and thence. Pity is not in thy nature Cruelity is thy second name Thou tread where no living dare venture Stealing souls all along without shame! Those with father thou make fatherless Parents thou suddenly make barren hags My friend thou made a motherless Wretch who lives almost in rags!!! Death! Thou art the end to all souls Existing far and near the four poles!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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