Great Big Heapin’ Amounts of Death (barbx) wrote,
Great Big Heapin’ Amounts of Death


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Why do you do this to me? My toys all break. My children scream and wail and grind their teeth in agony. You hurt me and stab me and make me cry.

I wanted to play. It's unfair.

I only wanted to know about you, to understand; is that so wrong?

Now I will die, returned to the dust of the stars from whence we came.

Gabriel, do you hear me? Raphael, where is your healing caress?

Michael will destroy us all. You, I, it does not matter. It is just as well that I die here than at his fiery sword.

Fee oh fie, fistful of rye
Might we live or might we die
Blood of mine on earth will dry
Was it all simply a lie?

***** END MESSAGE *****
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