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Death Wears A Blood Red Cloak
Death is watching and seeking you out.
Death with his gaunt look is sending you down.
Death is turning you into a blood stiffened corpse,
completely covering you with that scarlet horror.
Death is making you mad with deadly terror.
Death is watching and waiting for your error.
You run at death with your dagger in hand,
but death doesn’t take it lightly because he kills you where you stand.
Death may kill you but before you die.
Death will make you scream a shrill sharp cry.
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So even if this was horrible, I would be compelled to enjoy it because you used one of my favorite words ("gaunt").
However, this is far from horrible. I. Thuroughly. Enjoyed. This. Poem. And I can hardly say this truthfully. But you made something interesting and well done.
I'm digging your word choices, the structure of it has a wonderful simplicity with a semi-rhyme that isn't overpowering or forced, and the personification of death simply tickled my fancy.
Well done indeed.
