Death is misunderstood

January 17, 2018
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I am as sad as a sack

My life as misunderstood as a snake

I am liked as much as I am feared

In ancient times I am worshiped like how I am cursed now

The old plead to me as often as the young fear me

I have many names my latest is death






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