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Your soul folds in on itself 'till it's nothing more than a nameless space on Satan's shelf.

As you die, you see the light start to bend. I come out of the shadows, you beg and plead to your God to be saved from the dance that everyone takes. You slip further into death and now you see the syckle that will take your soul to be judged. As I swing, the fear in you makes you soil yourself in shame for the acts you have committed in your life. You think to yourself, if I had not robbed and stollen and killed and murdered and raped, maybe there would be some mercy. In this time you thought would never come as the last of the drugs enter your body, your heart beats no more. The families that look on through the glass breath in relief, for they know you will harm no more. They leave with mixed feelings about how one death is right for another, but it it's too late for them too, for their anger has given them a place with you where justice will be done for all in the end.

I am with you from the time you are born as a baby, I am the bottle with sharp teeth and a drouling mouth that scares you in your dreams. As a child I am the monster that you are told is not there, but I am. I hide under your bed and in your closets. You see me and run to your parents' room to hide from me. They tell you I'm not real. You now feel safe and you are sent back to your room for the time. You are older now, not yet a man. You are so stupid I get you in fights, even with cupid. As you grow older you see less of me 'till your friends start to die. Then you remember, but not much, just a shadow in the window of your mind. Now it's your time as you lay on your bed, your loved ones around you are all telling you how much they love you, but you do not hear them, nor do you really see them. You are watching me as I start to form, the first thing that you see is just a little bit of light start to bend like a warp in time. It starts to rip, then you see a leg step out, but it's just more like a mist that is held in form. As I start to take shape, you remember me and at first you are struck with fear, then something new starts, you are dying now. Then you see the thing that you fear the most, the syckle. As I swing it, your soul is ripped from your body. You stand with me now and you see your loved ones crying from the loss of life that was yours. You try to talk to calm them but they do not hear you. As we leave this place you start to ask questions, but I do not respond. We go to the place you will be judged. Here, you wait 'till the Gods decide if you have done more good or bad with your life. They send me a song and now I will take you to where your soul will be forever. We walk for what seems an eternity to you. This is a trip I have made more than I care to speak of. When we get to where you are going, I point with a boney finger. Your soul starts to fold, it folds in on itself 'till it's nothing more than a nameless space on Satan's shelf. So as a warning to all you out there, I have the book, I am the Grim Reaper and I will take your soul to be judged and I will do it with out a care.

When death is here and the time has come, you will see me, but do not fear, for I am just a guide to your final place of rest.

You shoot the drugs in your arm and you fly like you have never done before, but this time the ride will end in a different way. For at the top of your trip I will be there and I will have no mercy on your soul. For I do not like you, the people that use a way out of life. I want you to live life to its fullest so I will send a very dark soul to take you. He will take you, without any remorse, to a place of pain and torture like you heve never felt before.

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