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The Reaper

Author: Katfight

The reaper stands behind me
As the blood drips from my wrist
Now death is all I can see
And I do not try to resist
I am summoned to the dark side
Rather than go into the light
By the devil's rule I must abide
For Satan's wrath is tight
I suddenly don't want to die
To Satan I beg to go back
He looks at me and heaves a sigh
And says "It's really too late for that"
I frantically start to pray to the Lord
The devil laughs "That won't work down here"
He taps his foot, pretends to look bored
"Time to go princess" he leers
He grabs my arm and takes me down
To the very pits of hell
I can't refuse, it's where I'm bound
Into the flames I fell

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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 2:56 AM CST

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Witchaywoman Carpentersville, Illinois USA
Mon Jun 29, 2009 3:10 AM CST
Needs more cowbell. devil
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