Description of the man that death fears
With a soul full of death,
Like the starry night,
Hiding its darkness within,
And by his soul of death,
His mind and heart were defeated,
As they could not evade,
The thrusts of the ripper,
A speeding harsh wind,
That blows everything away,
Leaving only dug up graves,
And unnamed tombstones,
But still he quietly roams,
Turning lands into graveyards,
And to those exuberant souls,
He turns them empty and Grey,
So beware of the man, feared by death,
As his soul is to frightful to take,
Keep away from the terror he brings,
Or he shall make you an image of him,
Poetry by Paurocks
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Written on 2011-10-07 at 13:22
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Soul full of death
There once was a man,With a soul full of death,
Like the starry night,
Hiding its darkness within,
And by his soul of death,
His mind and heart were defeated,
As they could not evade,
The thrusts of the ripper,
A speeding harsh wind,
That blows everything away,
Leaving only dug up graves,
And unnamed tombstones,
But still he quietly roams,
Turning lands into graveyards,
And to those exuberant souls,
He turns them empty and Grey,
So beware of the man, feared by death,
As his soul is to frightful to take,
Keep away from the terror he brings,
Or he shall make you an image of him,
Poetry by Paurocks
Read 537 times
Written on 2011-10-07 at 13:22
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