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Death is a creature from a dimension before time.
Death is not love or hate, goodness or crime.
Death is not ruled by either Satin or the One.
Death cares not about statesman or mime.
Death is not a demon from Hell's slime.
Death can even have a sense of humor for fun.
Death is a guide whose job is never done.
Death does not care who has been good or bad.
Death is a shepherd from whom you can not run.
Death takes you to a place of gray with no sun.
Death does his job neither happy or sad.
Death does not judge or condemn not even a tad.
Death is a creature that most humans fear.
Death, we see a skeleton, a black robe he is clad.
Death is a creature that is neither sane nor mad.
Death will never cry for the dead, not even one tear.
Death you can see if you care to peer.
Death can be gentle or use extreme force.
Death does not belittle, condone, or even jeer.
Death escorts the dead to be sorted at the mere.
Death can not change a man's course.
Death is carried on a pale gray horse.
Death will be waiting when your bell chimes.
Death can never show any remorse.
Death does not kill, he only there to enforce.
(Do not condemn Death until you have met him.
He can be an enjoyable chap if you let him.)