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i hide my face in same
I hide all the sins that i have committed in the eye i covered
all i see from it now is ghost
and the pain that they carry along
but i suffer from the worst.
I have to meet death itself.
a dark hooded figure with a scythe made of human bones
face hidden in the mass darkness of his clothing
it told me once that i shouldn't hide all the sins and pain
its nothing more just images in our little human mind
then the last words he said to me was

"wake up"