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He stared into Oblivion
As his eyes dimmed.
He could only feel cold steel,
As she dealt death at whim.
A most violent end,
As her sword ran through.
She promises swift brutal ends,
Better pray her next isn't you.
He stared into Oblivion
As his eyes dimmed.
He could only feel cold steel,
As she dealt death at whim.
A most violent end,
As her sword ran through.
She promises swift brutal ends,
Better pray her next isn't you.
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