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I was spawned by the pits of hell,
But baptized in heaven.
I live with the living,
But my soul has long been dead.
I am what is known as The Grim Reaper,
But my wings bless me as the Guardian Angel.
I am known as the God of Death,
But my wings make me a Demonic Angel.
I am tortured during the day,
And haunted at night.
But i am what lies between,
Darkness and light...
- by CrowDragonTree |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/10/2009 |
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