Mountains tremble

at her name.

planets shudder.

the stars 

wink out

for fear of being seen.

she holds 

a thousand Suns

in the palm of her hand.

she is the void

behind the void,

she is the darkness

carrying

the darkness.

who 

comes for the reaper

when it’s his time?

it is her.

it’s she 

who awaits

when death himself

dies.


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