Lord of my Reaping

Your the lord of my bitterness

and the blade of the sword

that im pierced with time and again

your the emptiness closing

and the fear that engulfs me

and the presence for all that I pen.



Your the darkness that blinds me

and seeps to my soul

and regreted for all of the lies

your the lord of my reaping

thats steadily creeping

to the point of my final demise.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I actually like this one

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creeping in my moonlight Caressing my dead hair

yeah i know how poe of me but you know I love him and all

ash

"the life still there upon her hair the death upon her eyes"


Much Love

Ashley