olivia ruk ferarro


The Reaper - Poem by olivia ruk ferarro

An endless dance
a piercing lance
warriors dropping one, twenty a hundred
and when all are dead death will come and enjoy his plunder
he is the part of life that has never changed
he is everyone's bane
they call him death others call him the reaper
he is the soul he is the keeper


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 29, 2013


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