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death of death

black the wells of misery
that spill the gems of pain
cold the hands that clasp
frail hope in sorrow’s rain

lonely cries of hopelessness
that freeze the blood of life
dark the children’s blood
that stains the reaper’s knife

gone the dream of future days
that held tomorrow’s light
grey the clouds that crush
and bind the spirit tight

white the light from angel’s eyes
that melts the reaper’s blade
steel the hand that guards
the world that he made