The Grim Reaper

The Grim Reaper

A Poem by Always_Lost

The loud pound of the victims heart weakens
as the victims life flashes before his eyes 
although he see’s one human like figure,
He thinks to himself is it the infamous Grim Reaper
then in one quick flash his heart stops 
and yet again the Grim Reaper steals the life of a loved 
one away from the living,
As the life of the bullet torn body slips away 
the loved one lets out an ear piercing scream

© 2011 Always_Lost


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Added on January 25, 2011
Last Updated on January 25, 2011

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Always_Lost
Always_Lost

Chilliwack, BC, Canada



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"I guess I just got lost being someone else, I tried to kill the pain but nothing ever helped. I left myself behind somewhere along the way, Hoping to come back around to find myself someday" this is .. more..

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A Poem by Always_Lost