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When the reaper comes for me

Updated on June 1, 2016

When the reaper comes for me my world will finally stop, my soul will let loose as my body stiffens to rock. I hope history definds me as one of the greatest, to make a change in society for each and every race. No matter the outcome of my demise, I just keep my form of faith and continue to remain stabalized. Never the less I learned my lesson in this twisted tale, to a world ending price that’s sold out without a sale. As you look over my casket with pain and grief, just shed tears for a visionary as I rest in peace. No one seems to care when your walking around, the hurt and tears only show when your stuck underground. The same story never changes and I won't be alive to see, I just hope my soul is granted pitty when the reaper comes for me.

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