The Taste Of Death Poem by Crow Corvid
The Taste Of Death
I am death,
but at the same time I'm your savior,
let me ask you,
what's your flavour?
tell me do you taste of rotting flesh?
what's with this disgusting mess?
there's no heaven,
there's no hell,
you never died so how can you tell?
Wednesday, November 12, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: savior
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