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The Reaper arrives Slowly through the fog Creepin

The Reaper arrives Slowly through the fog Creeping into the night Searching for someone To take beyond the light Drifting with the current Inside his boat of death He will find the person And take their last breath He journeys into the dark Seeking for lost souls With his blade wielded, it's Their time to pay the toll Into the black of night Remnants of his craft Lay strewn along the bow Displayed upon his raft An unfortunate event Will cast over his prey The Reaper moves silently This will be their last day ©Schizology The Reaper arrives #Reaper #poem✍🧡🧡💛
The Reaper arrives Slowly through the fog Creeping into the night Searching for someone To take beyond the light Drifting with the current Inside his boat of death He will find the person And take their last breath He journeys into the dark Seeking for lost souls With his blade wielded, it's Their time to pay the toll Into the black of night Remnants of his craft Lay strewn along the bow Displayed upon his raft An unfortunate event Will cast over his prey The Reaper moves silently This will be their last day ©Schizology The Reaper arrives #Reaper #poem✍🧡🧡💛
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