Blue death

Death is a rising sun for another living being

Type of human as i am, be carefull for what thee see the sight, might blind the dark side of my heart and soul, im dole with a bole of flames, with water under, if thee get near thy´s fear will apear, sorry to say that im a dead man, let go of the soul, let him die with no vain in pain, just go walking throgh the flame, burning the last inch of the body, the skin goes away, the flesh runs, down with the liquid petals, im sorry to say that im a lost man but i am, in the blooming flowers above laughing, cheering with joy seeing the sight of a mortal man suffer and joy the flames, thy petals cuting into the flames creating blue tears of the soul that apear on the reapers eye, just let this soul die nor try to think to save it just leave the scene let me bleed with the kill joy, laughing with the reapers last laugh