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Reaper

He stole all the attention like a thief,
Impeccably dressed,
Tall and well built,
He walked towards the bar
With a charming smile

She watched him glide,
Sitting at the farthest corner
In her milky silky gown
She had waited a long while
Finally! She tapped her feet

He sat down, took a sip
Smiled and kept his cup
He gracefully faced down
As the poison warmed him up

She walked up to him
“Who are you?” he asked,
Offering her hands, she said
“I am the reaper,
And I’ve come to take you home”

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