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Mr Grim

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Darkened rotating skies
hang like stalagtites
which epitimise
the reeper that bites
and his
carrion eyes
take a ride
to the other side
mr grim
jump to slide
to the death within
no more time to lie
a skeletal thin
his teeth gnash
a terrible grin
skull freak faced
he's looking your way
its angellica its him .
The worms they crawl
the hole is below
no time to stall
the shadows they shake
the ground salutes your fall
no to time to make
your final call
your engraved
forever on deaths wall .
　
　
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