Glistening black feathers shining like the sharpest of knives
Eyes deep and dark like the deepest oceans
Long hair flying elegantly in the wind
The sight before me was devastatingly beautiful
This is death and thy name is Angel
This was just something that popped into my head while I was making my bed last night. I'm not particularly happy with the ending and may or maynot go back and fix it. I hope you enjoyed it! ^^
Poem to the Reaper
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