hello, death

Posted: June 12, 2015 by hannahmarie64 in HannahW2015

I wish I didn’t envy death so much, but I can’t help it. He can take someone’s life in the blink of an eye, or he can spy on them because he’s infatuated with their existence. He knows all that’s happened, he can see it whenever he’d like, and he knows all that’s going to happen. He’s been to wars and tragic events, and he always shows up on time for work. Death must feel heavenly because people are terrified by his existence, terrified of the day they’ll come in contact. Not me, though. I welcome you, death, and you must favor me most of all because I look best in a black gown.

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