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When the reaper comes for me
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.