Kiss of death can be tricky.
Grim Reapers lips might leave a hickey.
Tears of sadness, sometimes sticky.
Take thy Reapers hands.
Ponder through the shadow lands.
Leap into the ominous strand.
Come forth to the gate.
Stretch up and consolidate the fate.
Modify the hate.
Blend to a saint.
Gloomy affections may be scary.
Kiss of Darkness may vary.
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Quizzical Poems
PoetryA collection of colorfully dark and comical poems. Fun factoid for the first one "Who Dwells in Dreämland" I wrote this poem during a dark depression in Christmas 2014. That lasted for days. My depression and nightmares were clashing hard this time...
