Grim.
The silence wreaks havoc upon the heart.
Not knowing where to begin, or where to start.
Unexpected, random it may be. It's just misdirection,
Distraction's the key.
Flowing with force but a steady pace,
it chooses carefully with intentional grace.
When the clock stops ticking, it's not the end.
The reaper has become your only true friend.
Reaper.
 
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