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Pale streaks stream through air
Caught by invisible breeze
Swirling sapphires peer into my eyes
Wishing I could see what he sees
This worthless life I live
Means something within his eyes
A gaze that pierces to the soul
Making feelings begin to rise
Memories of dreams begin the change
Flying back to me through time
A white dress of wedding
Walking as the bells chime
This dream finally coming true
Life seems too perfect
But as the priest shows a smile
It begins to reveal its only defect
The groom will not appear
The guests fade into black
This life is but a memory of dreams
Sadly of reality it is in lack
The pale face of death
As it slowly took his life
A grin widened his blackened face
As from his grasp falls the knife
Now in memories I live
Longing for the return of days
When only smiles he would bring
Instead of pain within his gaze
A thought arises as time goes on
A solution I have wished and fought
The ending of that that is not mine
Fearing the ending if I where caught
Temptation overcomes my will
This life of pain not worth the fight
The knife digs deep into my skin
My soul fades into endless night
- Title: Reaper
- Artist: Tharrina
- Description: I was inspired to write this in honor of a friend who had a bad experience when it came to the one she loved.
- Date: 01/01/2010
- Tags: reaper
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- Somebody Called Cheyenne - 05/28/2011
- Sad, but very touching. Deeply touching, is what makes poetry, poetry.5/5
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