A/N: Semi-spontaneous poetry. Normally, I write Zootopia fanfics.
Kindred's Existence
The weft and weave of fate guides
As the arrows hit their mark
The faint echo of life subsides
It came from shadows in the dark
Given task to watch over the dead
Its lonely existence was filled with dread
One day it cut itself in two
The eternal being was born anew
They were given the ability to hunt and play
They saw the entire world as their prey
All their targets will flee with fear
The target may have lived another year
Still in charge of the cycle of death
They chose when targets drew their last breath
Death happened but not as it must
Life and death was no longer a sacred trust
They had each other but they wanted more
Kept allies from passing through the door
Death itself wanted to have friends
It vowed to keep them from unspeakable ends
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