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Collections of the Reaper
Tires still spin, the romance of death that lingers in the air.
"Goodnight" the ravens whisper, as the lives ascend from the Earth.
Taking them away, making damn sure he got them all.
Still somehow missing the single soul that now suffers alone.
"Goodnight" the ravens whisper, as the lives ascend from the Earth.
Taking them away, making damn sure he got them all.
Still somehow missing the single soul that now suffers alone.
Published 22nd Jan 2013
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22nd Jan 2013 8:34am
Anonymous
22nd Jan 2013 9:11am
You have something there in the short set of words, something that captures the reader.
Nicely written!
Nicely written!
2nd Mar 2013 10:09pm
Guess it is true you can tell a short story with just a few lines in poetry.
Nicely done.
Nicely done.
