On a dark and stormy night, a little girl there waits.
At the gravesight of her father.
Where he was there laid to rest for eternity.
Out, of the corner of her eye, she spots a man.
Dark and subtle, he calmly waits for her to leave.
She gets up and walks out the gate but turns to watch.
He then places his hand upon the grave, and weeps with
utter despair.
The Angel of Death came again to take the life of sister.
She saw the man again look upon the tomb.
She talks to him, telling him of whom she knows he is.
They talk together into the night.
Midnight, he leaves to gather more souls to take to hell.
But, what does she feel?
What does she know?
She knows she loves him...thats a fact.
He returns again to his lover there, in the cemetery.
Such radiant beauty she has, it brings a tear to his eye.
They touch hands once again and remember of the night they met.
She was now a young lady, but had a love,
to last all through the years.
They loved with such a deep and passionate love.
Winter feel upon the valley.
The young girl, sick and ill, misses her time to
see the angel at the cemetery that night.
He has a feeling in the pit of his soul
Something is not right.
He flees to the mansion to where his love waits.
A tear falls to the floor as he knows what he must do.
Watching in terror the lady breathes heavily.
He places his hand upon her heart, and weeps as she
closes her eyes forever.
At the cemetery, he looks to the moon and
curses his life.
He took the one he loved and put her to rest.
He leaves after gazing upon her grave.
And now the legend is told.
No one must ever love this Angel of Death
He was forced to kill the one thing he loved most.
Why must he love, only to destroy later?
No one will ever know.
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