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Grimreaper Aka Death

Like a dinner gone
cold...like a fading
shade of gold...like a
forgotten Lover's
hold...like an ending
never told...is this
your way of saying ...
Death never grow
old ...or is tired of
taking souls ...be it
mine,yours or
others...Death has no
place on earth to call 
his home ...He does
not even have
friends ... The heart
and soul of the grim
reaper is utterly
cold...without
compassion,hunger or
love...He is hated and
feared by
many...Nobody knows
his thought and
action...you cant pity
or sympathize with an
unknown...Death the
collector of souls is
God's trusted fellow...
He is a heartless
foe...neither on the
side of good or evil ...
Death does not listen
to any man or
woman... He even took
the life of our saviour
Jesus!!!
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 8/28/2013 5:05:00 PM
I really like this one, Danesh! I do love the darker side of poetry, but not exclusively! I hope you will read more of my work in the future. I will definitely read more of yours!
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Danesh Morgan
Date: 8/28/2013 6:31:00 PM
dearest Kelly jelly, i will definitely read all yr poems also i have something in mind to ask of you. . a collaboration in a combined poetry contest held here by Linda Hamilton. . . would you like to join hands and minds for this challenge?
Date: 8/20/2013 8:46:00 AM
Very nicely done,,,,,, I wrote one called the Grim Reaper ;}
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Danesh Morgan
Date: 8/20/2013 4:47:00 PM
just read yrs. . its woeful and dark humour. . . thanks you have a wonderful collection i must read th em all
Date: 8/19/2013 7:28:00 PM
Hey Danesh, Nice spirit filled write...thanks for sharing.. Regards, ken..
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Danesh Morgan
Date: 8/19/2013 11:46:00 PM
thanks to you too Ken

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