#2 of Poetry
short and dark.
death, some welcome it. again dark poetry
Angels of death I call for you.
I call for your mighty blow.
I call for the rotting flesh.
I call for the suffering.
I call to end it all, and start the suffering.
I call to you.
My blood calls it.
my call is written in my flesh.
My call is bone shaking.
My call will be heard.
My call is my release.
Angels of death hear my call and release me from my life.
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