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Nov 10
"Death doesn't discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes"
Truer words, never spoken.
Death, the end of all things
The sweet release for some
The sorrowful end of something special
For those left behind to remember
Death, the almighty
The bringer of sorrow
The dark angel
Come to reap the saints from the world
And leave us all behind
With sorrow filled hearts
And tear filled eyes
Ash Jones
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Ash Jones  16/Non-binary/US of A
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