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Black Soul
The grim reaper
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
The reaper of souls
Comes for you
No matter how beautiful
Keep looking in that mirror
Seeking validation
Yet in the end
You’re ready for cremation
Hold your head still
While the devil inspects you
Feels your cranium
And spits the truth
She says, sit back
Feel nothing, you are
Calloused and broken, the
Epitome of one lifelong scar
Published 1st Sep 2024
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