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The Grim Reaper

I hate you so much when you’re not here You invade my dreams and bring out my biggest fear You can’t hear my screams and you can’t see my tears You just reap my soul and send me on this dark frontier I am left with a single image: A scythe Your haunting presence…that curved knife Till the moment I see you again, this is my life Welcome to Heartbreak, my world as my hole gets deeper I love you more than anything but the climb out gets steeper You are my true love. But also my death keeper I live my life in love with the Grim Reaper.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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