Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
Monsters are screaming in my head,
All I feel is pain and dread.
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies
That they gave to me,
Just before they disappeared into the sea.
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
I remember the happiness I had,
I never saw that they were sad.
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
I should have tried to pull them back,
But my arms went slack.
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
I tried, I did,
But my grip slid.
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
Wish I could say I'm sorry
But are they, to me?
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
Did they ever care
That I was there to stare?
Ring around the rosies,
A pocketful of posies,
I do what they did,
To the world, goodbye, I bid.
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Poetry of Death
Poetry"You kept saying that you would never die, that you would live forever. But here you are, and here I am. Isn't it funny? I'm here to take your soul. Did I mention, I love my job? Oh right! I never told you. I'm the reaper who will reap your life." B...
