The Reaper


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

  • Author: Anonymous18 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 26th, 2017 11:32
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 30
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  • Bibbeck

    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.

    • Anonymous18

      Thanks Love, But I'm Hoping I Don't Either.

    • burning-embers

      If you fear the grim reaper, then may i suggest you read about reincarnation. You just might lose less sleep.

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