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Angellica
Grim reaper standing
hood viciously pointing
face full of decomposition
full of eternal haunting.
Sharpened calcium fingers
emiting an energy of dark power
resulting in a presence of
your final hour
very dour .
Cracking the tombstone
draining the dead , of their remnant flesh
drawing it back into himself
with fulfillment
roaring out yes
he says don't laugh now
because you might be next
our shoulders may be tapped
and only history knows the rest .
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Published 27th Dec 2009
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Anonymous
27th Dec 2009 8:05pm
Strange little gothic poem. The embodiment of the reaper is quite interesting; it seems to reference the classical personifications without sounding unoriginal. The language is fresh and crisp as always. The line 'face full of decomposition' seems slightly forced, but the rest is breathtaking, especially the 'remnant flesh' bit. Like a perfectly developed snapshot of some bad dream.
28th Dec 2009 3:18am
Ha ha ha I know what you mean exactly ,and as per usual your breakdown and own visions couldn't be better said or interperated . Thanks for reading Jack //
28th Dec 2009 9:55am
I agree with Jack - Its the embodiment of a nightmare - Sharper than reality.
You have created a vision, in which each word is important
You have created a vision, in which each word is important
28th Dec 2009 10:07am
hahaha thanks for reading and thats a cool animation profile pic ,I like the emergence ,ha that also freaked me a bit too .
