Reaper
He waits in the shadows
he waits and watches
not welcome in the light
he stalks from the dark
you cannot escape his glare
his beady eye upon you
your soul he has cometh for
he'll steel the last beat of your heart
so don't sleep my dear child
in the light you must stay
holding your breathe
till the break of the day
for when the sun goes down
it is his realm you are in
and he'll snatch you, that reaper,
right out of your skin.
Copyright © Stacey Baker | Year Posted 2011
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