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Grim he's here, for you he comes
Lock your windows, shut your doors.
Before he takes you away
Scythe in hand, with a grin on his face
It's your soul he wants
Grim he's here, hiding away
Run and hide you may
But he find you
Grim has a way, to track down his prey
So watch out, when he comes
Because he's on the hunt
Grim he's here, laughing away
He come to find you
Grim can see you
He can taste you
Closer, he is coming
His scythe is ready
1..2..3...He has your soul
- Title: Death(Grim Reaper)
- Artist: SouI Zero
- Description: A poem I made up about Grim, hope you like
- Date: 01/01/2010
- Tags: death
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