Stranger
Symbolic scattered images of yesterday's
Tomorrows future not yet promised but at midnight the
Reaper adorned in black embarks on his journey
Amorously seeking a soul to transport filling his quota
Neglecting Life! Whether ill or able The Reaper using his
Gregarious well aimed manor always lured a lost soul in
Engaging them unknowingly in conversation and than hook baited
Reeled each and every soul with the kiss of Death and a shadows' retreat.
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