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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Grim Reaper
[time] => 2004-07-03 11:44:19
[hometext] => We're all going to meet this fella eventually, and I don't think anyone ever feels they're actually ready.
[bodytext] => I sense near me, a presence Wherefore, there should be none Fearfully, mine eyes they probe Seeking out the Terrible One My name, it speaks To my errant soul Its visage grim 'neath hooded cowl It bids me touch That dreadful hem My time, I know Is - now! With deft flick Of that murderous blade My earthly bonds It severs And mesmerized by Those vast black orbs My soul, it sucks from me - and bids me look back, never! An ending, no beginnings As my spiritual shell It sends to Hell I regret, there's no more innings... Stoney, April 4, 1997 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Stoney1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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