With just a touch,
It seems that he can choose your fate,
Whether you live,
Or choose to die.
Riding on his pale horse,
He soars across the heavenly skies,
He chooses life,
He chooses death,
And his words,
May bring you death,
If so your time comes.
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Poems
Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
