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The Grim, Reaper Man

He walks through the cold and dreary, darkened night 
  carrying his curved, silver, bloody sickle in his evil, crooked hand 
Beware all who wander about
   this reaper will be your biggest foe, your biggest fright 


He loves to hear you scream
  You'll hear the sizzle of your flesh
peeling your hide, draining your blood, taking your life
  as he slashes through your skin
with his sharp, curved sickle and red, hot knife
 
 
His blood red smile 
  makes skin crawl and weep from outside to within 
as he eagerly mixes your blood with rich, purple mulberry wine 
  His powers reach far beyond sun, moon and stars
all across the world he travels 
  savagely stalking and hunting in the night 
No matter where you are… 
  he’ll find you in the dark, slicing with his knife
 
 
Be warned thou who seek refuge from the grim, reaper man 
  his ancient terrors fill the dark, eerie nights 
Don’t go wandering alone; he’ll catch you if he can 
  here, now and everywhere, riding upon the winds of time 
Blackened and red flamed powers he easily possesses at hand 
 
 
It’s through your blood he feeds his evil, dark mind 
  He’ll take down any woman, child or man 
when he goes out stalking, walking 
  throughout the cold, eerie night


An evil, dark phantom of death, this reaper man 
  feeding his soul - his breath  
seeking the path of his darkened sins 
  He’ll feed on any lost soul, till there’s no one left 
 
 
This demon of the night will scourge the earth 
  searching just for you
You can’t run, you can’t hide, and nothing can change your fate
  to keep you safe from his hungry hands 
once he opens his hell-fired gate 
 
 
He knows all the angles, he holds all the keys 
  as he hunts through the night in this world once again
Beware, I warn... 
  for it’s YOU, that he sees 
as he goes walking, stalking
  throughout the cold, dark, eerie night

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/29/2012 9:44:00 PM
Anne, i'm a little late congratulating all my sisters past contest. I'm enjoying all the DARK EERIE POETRY TALES. entries..*Looks like it was a fun CONTEST* Thank you for the entertainment :-) very eeeerie of you... take care~PD
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Date: 7/27/2012 12:53:00 PM
Congratulations on your win in ~SKAT~'s "Dark Eerie" contest Anne. Love, Carol
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 7/27/2012 12:57:00 PM
Thank you Carol. I wrote his last year for a Halloween contest... it scared me while writing it ;-)
Date: 7/26/2012 10:37:00 AM
Congratulations on your first place win in the contest. A well deserved honor.
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 7/26/2012 10:55:00 AM
Thank you very much I am humbled and honored Peace and love...Anne
Date: 7/26/2012 3:25:00 AM
Nice bed time story for the kids, congratulations Anne xx
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 7/26/2012 10:56:00 AM
Thank you very much I am humbled and honored. Yes, it's a scary poem, cared me wriing it Peace and love...Anne
Date: 7/25/2012 8:02:00 PM
wow nice work....thanks, Ken
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 7/26/2012 10:57:00 AM
Thank you very much I am humbled and honored. Yes, it's a scary poem, scared me wriing it Peace and love...Anne
Date: 7/25/2012 10:16:00 AM
Anne super congrats on your win, excellent write...David
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 7/26/2012 10:57:00 AM
Thank you very much I am humbled and honored. Yes, it's a scary poem, scared me wriing it Peace and love...Anne
Date: 7/16/2012 1:28:00 PM
Interesting work..If for a contest, reads like a winner.Good luck in the contest and when you are out at night....Sara
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Anne P. Murray
Date: 7/26/2012 10:57:00 AM
Thank you very much I am humbled and honored. Yes, it's a scary poem, scared me wriing it Peace and love...Anne

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