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Death

I was once an angel in the sky.
They clipped my wings so I could not fly.
A new task was given to me.
I am right where I'm supossed to be.
Helping lost souls to find there way.
Helping to move on to the once that want to stay.
And I am the most hated guy.
And I understand why.
But why won't anybody hear my side.
The day they clipped my wings...
It is like a mockingbird that can not sing.
They changed my name into something sad.
And that makes me so mad.
Because it is not me who is taking lives.
Im not the one who makes widows out of wives.
When time comes I will be there in the end.
Not as enemy but as your friend.
I feel the pain, the sorrow, tears, that makes me sad.
But doesn't change anything, the fact remains that I am the one there calling Death.

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Ruby Thijs
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