You fear me coming

Some of you long for me, unfortunately

I put you out of misery and replace the spot with loved ones

The elixir of life will save you

Find that and it wards me off

I know of a few who have found it

I have…

Accepted the fact that I am not wanted

But taking the souls of a sweet somebody?

It comes with the job I suppose 


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