The Dance Of Death

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I think this poem is good considering I haven't been writing peoms lately...

 

 

The bony spiny fingers reaching aimlessly out,

Curling and beckoning your deepest darkest doubts,

The black soulless eyes, full of devotion to rip your shouting lips,

To silence your endless screams by sealing you with iron hot zips.

 

The black coat ripples and disappears behind,

Floating and hypnotizing the memories, to blind,

Everything fades; everything weakens, emotions entwined,

Your screams no longer exist, no longer to unwind.

 

The cobwebs silver and piercing blades,

Wrapped around the soon to be corpse for many decades,

The body will decay, the soul will fade,

He will wait and stare, remain for the crusades.

 

The bellowing laughter of the Death,

The scorching pain of his blistering deceased breath,

His sin desires of taking, his malicious yearning of killing,

The forever going of The Dance Of Death.