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The Boy and the Reaper

as the ground tears open he will arise, his dark black cloak and fire in his eyes. he raises his sithe into the air as he hears the cries of the boy with the uneasy stare he says please Mr. sandman before you reap and it is my blood you seep, i ask you why with all your mightyness touching the sky lose your chance to help the world instead of lifting your lance? so the reaper slyly replied "it is my job to take your soul from your hide" and so as the reaper raised his sithe that shined so bright as the screams of the boy were heard all through the night

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Date: 4/15/2010 9:38:00 AM
Oh wow. I like this. I think it would be even more stellar with maybe fixing up the form, and possibly adding to the story. but cha i really like this (:
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