This man
Standing in front of me
I know him
And he knows me
This man
His cloak is black
His eyes are hollow
His scythe is sharp and gleaming
This man
He stares deep into my soul
He does not move
Though he unfurls his dark wings
This man
He is not alive
He is not dead
He is not dawn or dusk
This man
Visit as he may
No matter how strong I am
One day he will lead me away
This man
Resonates with us all
He is not intimidated by me
Or anyone
This man
Came to see me
Though I never wanted to gaze upon him
He feels no pity
This man
Came to see me
I know him
And he knows me
About the Creator
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