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Reaper

Reality possessor

By Deborah PortilloPublished 7 years ago β€’ 1 min read
Photo by Scott Rodgerson on Unsplash

I am a reaper.

I crush hearts,

I demolish souls.

I'll take with no mercy.

I reap happiness.

I reap creativity.

I'll take until there's no more.

I havoc thoughts.

I spark up nerves.

I'll destroy everything.

I ruin trust

I ruin love

I disrupt families.

I tear relationships apart.

I end life.

I end dreams.

I'll manipulate to gain access,

I'll lie and cheat to feed my need.

Once you've experienced my joyous pleasures,

you'll never be set free.

I have many names.

Together, the mindless games we will play.

I'll leave you, calling yourself the devil's son.

While other's say I am the devil.

Stay clear of me, for hell surely follows.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Deborah Portillo

I’m just an amateur writer, expressing my hopes, dreams, and nightmares for all to read. A lot of my short stories come from nightmares, while my poems are expressed from hopes, dreams, and feelings.

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