Death
My name is dark, and has a dark meaning.
I make men return back to the earth.
Many people pretend, I don't exist, yet I am very real.
I put an end to wordly pleasures.
I am a punishment of our first parent's mistake.
I bring an end to suffering and pain.
I am the cause of many grief in the world.
no one can escape from me. I come to people no matter if they are poor, rich, evil, righteous, married, or single.
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