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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=559758" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It's Death Again</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's Death again - He's always there -<br>Watching, waiting - e'er the stare! <br>Every time I look behind<br>Or reach to pull the window blind, <br>I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -<br>A little clue to where he stood; <br>The glint of light that caught the scythe.<br>Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…<br>But O! no use, he'll never go.<br>The adamant phantom; don't you know <br>He will but wait until it's time <br>For me to hear His fateful chime? -<br>The toll that claims my destiny, <br>To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Reign of Death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death<br>Death death death death death death death</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+R+Slaughter">Mark R Slaughter</a><div class=q>
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