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Grimm Reaper

Poetry By: Deathstix

This is basically a poem about Death...yes...I'm sorry

Submitted:Oct 12, 2012    Reads: 41    Comments: 18    Likes: 8   

Never Caring, never crying

Even to those who are dying

Always watching, always waiting

Hoping for the perfect taking

Money can't save, gold can't protect

All these things you know He'll reject

Because there is no escaping fate

Your death already has a date

There's no guessing, there's no knowing

Where, dear God, this Death be roaming!


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