Living with me is like hell
Don't ask because no one can ever tell
People like me are untrustworthy
And labeled as unworthy
I don't fear
Reapers don't fear
Fear is weakness
Letting others know your fear is fatal
My kind of danger is more dangerous than the others
No wonder
The others always make way for me
I hunt enemies like sheep
And kill them like a slaughter
My moves are always perfectly executed
Even feeling the wind is calculated
It's been a long time since we've been drown away in this world
We are unwanted
I am cursing
I've been locked in an emotionless world
I've been in so many trouble course
Because I am the Mafia Reaper
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PoetryPoems about fear, sadness, darkness, betrayals, secrets, love and heart breaks.