Death Raid

Dizzy and floating the world seems to be gloating.

All powerfull ties that bond the lies.

Whispered and muttered no truths to be uttered.

Slipping and falling no strength to end the calling.

Blade crusted over with blood once lusted over.

Weak and afraid this is Death's final Raid





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