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Throughout history, death has worn the mantle of the villain. And this time, the tale unfolds no differently. A thief of joy and, in many ways, a breaker of homes. Sometimes, it arrives with quiet warnings, giving us time to brace for the inevitable. Other times, it strikes without notice… a harsh awakening that reminds us how small we are before its certainty. No farewell. No apology. Simply GONE! And though we all know that, “Verily, every soul shall taste death,” I sometimes find myself wishing it would allow the good ones linger a little longer. Because, in the end, it’s hard not to cast you as the villain when you keep taking those we hold dear, with such unwavering indifference.
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3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 3:13 PM UTC
Death, The Unapologetic.
Throughout history, death has worn the mantle of the villain. And this time, the tale unfolds no differently. A thief of joy and, in many ways, a breaker of homes. Sometimes, it arrives with quiet warnings, giving us time to brace for the inevitable. Other times, it strikes without notice… a harsh awakening that reminds us how small we are before its certainty. No farewell. No apology. Simply GONE! And though we all know that, “Verily, every soul shall taste death,” I sometimes find myself wishing it would allow the good ones linger a little longer. Because, in the end, it’s hard not to cast you as the villain when you keep taking those we hold dear, with such unwavering indifference.
RIP Matilda
Bellah
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3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 3:13 PM UTC
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