"Wherever I walk, blood and bodies follow in my wake. Wherever I speak, my lungs burn people at the stake. They're drawn to me, like moths to a flame. It makes me crazy, it drives me insane."
What do you think?
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Thus I Pass by And die: As one, Unknown, And gone: I'm made A shade, And laid I the grave: There have My cave. Where tell I dwell, Farewell