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heavenly scribe Sep 2014
Never had I thought of crossing paths with death.
dark hood and scythe and bearing his sheath.
sombre and lifeless his features are
dark is his expression
as dark as tar.
never had I thought a messenger of immortals
dark angel of death who skips through the portals
skinless and bones
grim and tall
low are your chances to live and describe him at all

— The End —