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Oct 2014
Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

Stealing away your soul,
never to be told,
of how you lost your life.
Nothing will suffice.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

Black robes to hide his face.
You had better quicken your pace.
Skull scythe to steal your spirit.
Your screams, the world won't hear it.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.

There is no where to hide.
He'll take you for a ride.
Into the pits of Hell.
Locked inside a cell.

Lying in the dark.
Waiting for his prey.
The Angel of Death
waits to make your day.
Jodey Ross
Written by
Jodey Ross  Stuart, FL
(Stuart, FL)   
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   Pure LOVE
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