Meet the reaper, the lost souls keeper.
Stare into his eyes as dark as night.Filled with fear you will feel your dimise.Hand as cold as ice, skin as pale as moonlight.He will come for you and your tattered soul,take you to hell, down his demonic hole.A journey never ending in a great abyss,listen to the screams and the tortured hiss.The dark angels have come and there here to play,fire and brimstone you are here to stay.There is no time to repent your sins, all hope is lost for you.You have been banished from the pearly gates,the devils playground becomes your only view.
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chispoken says: deep. Touched me somewhere, deep. |
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love_supreme says: I think this poem really puts you in that point of view. Scary. |
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DeleDivine says: This is so true!! Well put.:) |
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Kizle says: hehe...glad i could be an influence. Your darker writing is very good :P |
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thebookofspells says: this is good. dark but memorable illustration of the underworld |
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