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Current mood:  rejuvenated Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
What do you think of me? I am what others might think of as death, an angel sent to take your soul away. My words fall into silence when I am accused of being a monster that they all believe in and hold so true, they fear this silence and it makes them so weak and scared. Oh, why do you not understand? That a single kiss from my crimson lips will end it all your questions you asked me once upon a time, and two kisses will make you understand my life and what I really am? My laugh is not meant to make you fear or to give you humor upon your ear and the smile I wear upon my face is only present to make you come near. I must regret now to whisper your name, my friend you will forever hold my hand now and I hold yours, my child of eternity we will walk together in this dream and this soon to be nightmare. .
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