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Soul of a Lost Undead Pt.1
I awoke cold and dead
I wander around not
Knowing where I am
For I am a soul
That is lost and undead
I wish I wasn’t
Hollow for I miss
Those days when I
Was among the living
Now that I am hollow
I walk with the dead
Without knowing how I
Fell on the ground cold
And again I say dead
I seek the truth
Wanting to know
How I died so
I will find Death
I know where
I must walk into
The dark depths and
Offer my humanity
To find the truth
I enter the depths
I feel nothing at all
It’s dark and lonely
But I know Death is here
I see a light
It’s a bright flame
I went closer to
Gaze upon the flame
As I got closer
The flame was small
Then a hand appeared
Below the small flame
It was Death who
Appeared out of darkness
He stood so tall
Wielding his powerful scythe
I gave him the humanity
Waiting for what he will say
His hand rose and pointed
To my chest and said
You were stabbed to death
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