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Angle of Death

Angle  of Death

We spend our whole lives waiting for our demise  where we  will fell into blackness that no one understands where it may be sinister dreary with gloom, dismal and somber with demons not the angle of our dreams or nothing happens that death we all fear, where we mind lessly decay our bodies put refying slowly but dying brings peace from the pains and misenies of life, our sorrows and suffering ended all the netrobate and sinister  will forget while melancholy mourners will forget the bleak feeling, will continue their lives waiting for there visit  from  the angle of death 

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