
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.
About the Creator
Deborah Portillo
Iβm 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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