Angel of Death

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Dressed in seductive white
Her enigma ripping through me
Like the most obvious truth,
A truth I find hard to agree to.
Denying all logic and reason.

The most beautiful and yet
The most terrifying mistress.
Her embrace...inescapable,
Her love...irresistible,
Her plan...flawless.

Embraced by some,
Celebrated by few and
Feared by others...
She is the only certainty
The only truth to rely on..

She silently waits for me
Loving me for my ignorance
Admiring me for my courage
Hanging on like a spider to her bait
She would take me away..

Her persistence always pays
My defenses would eventually fall for her
Entering her is like....a peaceful sleep
Like the world is beautiful again
Only it doesn’t really matter anymore

She opens the doors to eternity
Promising me my freedom
Untying the weight dragging me down
the weight of life and relations
Freeing me even from herself...

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