charons' come to collect
he won't stop
till he has the whole set
take our souls
leave us counting worms
let our bodies run cold
king of terrors take us there
row your boat
and stop your stares
stop at the gates
hades greets us
and calls the fates
they cut our string
and laugh in sync
thanks to the terrors' king
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
