Haunted
As I run through the treesThe metallic scent of copper filled the air
I am quite aware
Of my deeds
How I watch you die
From my hand
With no command
I sat and let the blood dry
I smile at the look of terror
That spread across your precious face
When you counted your days
Now and forever there will be no error
I have learned from my mistake
There is no one to trust
There is only the gust
That Death leaves in his wake
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