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It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting, with a stare.
Every time I look behind,
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood:
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But oh, no use, he'll never go -
The adamant phantom – don't you know,
He will but wait until it's time-?
For me to hear His fateful chime:
The toll that's only meant for me -
To say 'You're next, it has to be…'
- by ii_randomjoker |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/21/2010 |
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- Title: death
- Artist: ii_randomjoker
- Description: death
- Date: 02/21/2010
- Tags: snowman
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