Don't be scare my love
I'm just a reaper on the hunt
Silver wings and scythe on my back
I hold a reputation so don't fret.
Don't fight me, Honey
I just want you
It's not your blood nor your flesh
Just your soul that I'm interest.
Don't cry on me when I kiss
I'm cold but this love isn't fake
Your tears, your pain, it's all my game
I'm yours forever and you are mine the same.
So don't deny your love, darling
Just accept it raw, that's the fate
Forget your tears and your complaints
Just surrender into the reaper's embrace.
Your truth and honesty shown through your poem, seems to also show your hurt at what others say about you. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it hurts..but it so natural.thanks for this