He Comes To Take Your Soul At Its Peak
Hopefully You've Enjoyed Your Last Treat
In Your Head You Wonder Who You'd Meet
God In His Sanctuary Of Clouds Or Satan In His Fiery Pits Of Hell
He Cares Not, For He Is Blatant
He Is The Soul Stealer
The Life Dealer
The Uber Of The Afterlife And The Price Is Your Life
When He Comes, Know You Will Die
He'll Drop You Off At Your Destination
With No Hesitation
For He Is Doing His Job With No Soul Himself
Forced To Do His Job By Mother Nature
And The Way Of Life
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Author:
Anonymous18 (
Offline) - Published: July 26th, 2017 11:32
- Category: Gothic
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Comments2
Welcome Anonymous18!
Thanks for making 'My Shadow' your favourite. In my author comments asking who it was, I was thinking the Grim Reaper - how strange - and then I read yours.
A good first write, but I pray that you don't meet either of these characters any time soon.
Thanks Love, But I'm Hoping I Don't Either.
If you fear the grim reaper, then may i suggest you read about reincarnation. You just might lose less sleep.
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