Death

in poetry •  7 years ago 

A savior has been sent
But not the typical one everyone has expected
Clothed in a old tattered black robe
Instead of clean white and signifies purity white dress
He didn't carry a sword that has been blessed from above
But a scythe with a fresh blood
He was not the blonde, the good looking, the stereotype of angel
But gruesome and scarred old man
He pointed me the scythe
And closed my eyes
The moment I opened it
I am now in my dream place - Nirvana

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