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Grim's Game

Poetry By: Malaxter

Tags: Reaper

A poem of death.

Submitted:Mar 6, 2013    Reads: 15    Comments: 4    Likes: 7   

They are gone

What a shame

Mister reaper

Is to blame

To him

It is a game

To kill and murder

To cry and bleed

This is what He will need

To him it is no shame

It is only

Grim's sick and twisted game


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