keeper of the dead
To morn the loss To celebrate the memory To suffer the life To suffer through my own with the loss with the memory Or just left behind For I Am The Keeper The Accountant The Balance of Rule The Ledger Of Blanks That Fill My Book The Face I've Never Seen For I Can Never chose When Its Time Time For You To See Me I Am Eternal Abyss The Void Nothing Can Fill Emptiness
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