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Death's the Bride of Lucifer

Death’s the bride of Lucifer Unequivocally harsh Cold enough to carry ice Piercing one’s quivering soul Death’s the storm of Jupiter Red and deadly corrosion Greatest storm in existence Raging over the helpless Death’s future is always full Everyone has their day chosen To face death square in the eyes And know, death has won again Russell Sivey

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/19/2012 7:46:00 PM

Yes, it's that grim reaper always at someone's door. WE just have to think of what is beyond!

Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/17/2012 6:16:00 PM

Interesting one that you have penned today..We all know that death exsists and know that it happens sooner or later but we don't want to face it square on at all..Thanks for stopping by..I have been going out on the porch to have peace and quiet and a few minutes to think and write without anyone around now the cat comes..She wants in my lap..She will bite claw and it hurts..She will try to chew on my pen get between me and my writing pad..She chases my muse away..Sara