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PinkieCraft by ~DarkxRedemption
Death of an AngelDeath,Death of an Angel by ~DarkxRedemption
The one thing that binds us all.
Death,
The person who all heed his call.
Death,
The one who takes loved ones away.
Death,
The person who leaves us till our last day.
Death,
The one things that cannot be out run.
Death,
The person who takes even those who just begun.
Even Angels on earth cannot hide,
For Death cares not for love or pride.
Friend and foe,
Through joy and woe.
All will listen to Death's song,
And all will be gone after long.
He cares not for age,
Be they new born baby, or wise old sage.
He cares not for others or how they feel,
Be they free from taint, or about to keel,
He cares not for the person's
The end or the lightIt seems my friends, the time draws nearThe end or the light by ~DarkxRedemption
A time in which, there is much fear
What happens after, none truly know
For all of this, is just a show
An eternal circus, in which masks are worn
And ropes which join, are forced to be torn
But me you ask, I hold no fear
For I know, I shalt not shed a single tear.
Because I know the friends I trust
Will be there for as long as they must
And the voice I heard, those years ago
Its volume will still continue to grow
Guiding me down the path I follow
Till the light once again doth glow
Well of dark, Voice of lightThis well of mine used to have lightWell of dark, Voice of light by ~DarkxRedemption
Many ropes were thrown to help me out of my plight
But one by one these ropes did fall,
Until they left none at all.
As days past and the light faded,
I simply became jaded.
Till one day a spark did show,
That there was still somewhere to go.
Another rope fell into this abyss of mine,
And the light once again began to shine.
That voice I heard will stay in my soul,
Meeting you will be my goal
Sta.sh
