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Mr. Death

I remember one night when it looked so dusky,
The voice of a man heard very loudly,
He was talking to Mr. Death seriously.
He bellowed, 'Mr. Death, I can see you stand lonely;
And I know you want me to escort you closely;
But, Mr. Death, I am the Mors so you dismiss carry it out directly;
Because I am the Mors! Mr. Death, believe me! '
He shouted again; and again too brashly,
Till the night turned into noisy.
He bellowed, 'I remind you that I am not afraid of you, certainly;

That you only Mr. Death; And I am The Majesty;
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Vishal Sharma 19 March 2013

nice and powerful poem....great write

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