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I fall into the black bliss,
for I have heard deaths call.
I have seen the one everyone fears.
deaths messenger.
How he stands,
in the blackest cloak,
with the sharpest scythe i have laid eyes on.
Yet I wasn't scared,
I welcomed his beauty.
I went willing with the forever dark messenger.
So if you see this dark beauty,
make his day and go with him.
So that he will not have to bloody his scythe.
with a weaklings blood.
I wish I could just see him
one more time in my
dark bliss.
My dark lover.
The Grim Reaper.
- by waitingangelofdeath |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/30/2009 |
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- Title: the girm reaper
- Artist: waitingangelofdeath
- Description: this is about the girm reaper
- Date: 08/30/2009
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