The reaper grim,
Has come herein,
To take your soul,
With his scythe,
You will writhe,
Until you're no longer whole,
With his hooded cloak,
Your life broke,
Your meeting will never end well,
Your last breaths,
Before you reach the depths,
Of hell,
Will be deep and slow,
Before you go,
With him,
Don't try to resist,
For he has a list,
Entitled the work of Mr Grim.
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Hi I'm Sam!!! Kik: sammielee46... "Dance lightly with life" - Jonathan Huie // "Wisdom begins with wonder" - Walt Whitman.
The grim reaper finds his victim, There will be no time for fixing. After death, after life, Mr grim needs no knife. His boney finger, Is what makes him the reaper.
I am the DΓ©jΓ Vu you feel on entering a room, I am the chill upon your spine on sunny afternoons, You feel me when you say "Someone just walked across my grave!" And I'm the razor blade that cuts you...
I'm a shadow in the night, A stolen breath if air, You won't hear a sound, You won't know I'm there.
It can't been seen or felt. It can't be heard or smelt. It just lingers in the air. A presence just there. By day it lays dormant. By night relishes in torment. It seeks out a soul. To make it whole.
Frozen to the core Bones left aching and sore As she watches from the distance Her fading mortal existence. The night wasn't supposed to end like this She had been out once...
He sleeps in the day. And stalks us at night. If you did see him. He'd give you a fright. His head in a hood. He wears a black cape. If he does find you. There is no escape. He's patiently waiting.
Let me read your tealeaves, Dearie, Let me see them, "Woah, that's eerie." Yes, it's true, hun, You're quite through, I read the leaves, From ten to two.
Can you hear it?.... Can you hear that sound.
@leelee101 it certainly is honey π heard the word grim on the tele and this is what the word inspired!! ππ
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