Grim Reaper With Wings
As i see him
My eyes want to run away
But my pupils want to stay
This image of fear and beauty
Is a choice that god did not want to make
But a demon pushed him
To do it
And so i knew it....
Dark feather that drips into a puddle of fear
Would they make your palms warm?..... if you catch them
He is here for you...
Will he take you to heaven or hell?
Will you dare grab his hand and get lost
Through the days as if
You were in a maze??....
This creation has a million consciouses writing questions
On the paper of our minds...
His halo shines a million deaths.... but at the same time
starts a million beginnings
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