The dead lies on the <br /> ground all around <br /> I laugh away my tears <br /> My knife soaked in the <br /> blood of the dead <br /> sending the souls to the <br /> next world <br /> I am like the Reaper <br /> I see the undeserving <br /> to live and I get ride of them <br /> for thay do not deserve <br /> the gift of life <br /> now is the time to <br /> send on my own soul <br /> for I have done wrong <br /> to the wican read <br /> and now the God and Goddes <br /> will look down on me<br /><br />christopher turner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-revenging-reaper-2/
