Book Thief (Death)

I am deep and dark like the night,

Ominous and mysterious

taking everything in my path.

 

I've taken my job into consideration

and pondered my own opportunities

to be taken or not is my decision

and my decision alone.

 

I am alone,

I always have been

for you see I am death

and death has no one.

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