Angel of Death

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46614
United States
41° 36' 3.3336" N, 86° 16' 36.48" W

When you see him coming you know it's the end.

Riding on his horse.

His eyes Black and Soulless.

His wings as dark as night.

He holds out his hand.

One touch is it all it takes.

To take away all your

Pain...

Worries...

And loneliness.

Should I or Shouldn't I?

That is the question.

©2010 Mariah Pawlak

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