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Nov 2020
(My Killer)

I saw the reaper in a dream
In the night he came to me
To scared to run,to scared to scream
I felt the end was near

I saw my killer that same night
staring into my eyes
I thought right then,I’ve  lost the fight
And he has finally won

Through all these years
I was blind
When he appears
I close my mind

I fought with my shadow
I couldn’t get away
I’ve ran from my own soul
I couldn’t stop to pray

I met my killer that day
He was finally free
Very hard for me to say
but the killer was me

The Lost Poet
11/16/20
Written by
Elton Stallman the Lost poet  48/M
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