The Dance of Death Begins

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about the dance of death/grim reaper

Submitted: November 24, 2009

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As the demons rise

The music starts

Each step repeats

Like the beat of her heart

Just one look into her eyes

You fall to the floor

No longer alive

She spins and twirls

As her black hair flows

Dressed in black

To strike a pose

She dances to kill

As satan sings

The last thing you will remember

Is the last thing youll see

She is not an angel

Or a demon

Some might call her the Grim Reaper


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