Reapers_Anonymous : Writing

At Your Final Hour

At Your Final Hour

A Poem by Reapers_Anonymous


WhenI come to greet you, Knocking upon my door I embrace you in my arms as i lead the way. I carry you away to 'A better place.' Through your ..
Life's a beach

Life\'s a beach

A Poem by Reapers_Anonymous


Lifeis a beach awesomw waves that roll off and come back to crash against the surf seashells uncovered stories to be told Death is still a mys..