My joints you'll never see, on my own I do not breathe, on my back I carry death, and I never am what you want.

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Lord-Death

Fear me, for I am the darkness that creeps, The shadow that follows and never sleeps. I lurk in the corners of your mind, And in the silence, my whispers you'll f... read more


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