I see the seconds ticking away
On a clock that isn't mine
I watch the pendulum sway
And tell myself it is fine
A lie so convincingly told
To keep myself sane
I wish you didn't have to grow old
A selfish thought in vain
Oh my beloved Grim Reaper
It isn't my own death I fear
But you being the soul collector
I wish you'd spare my near and dear

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Why be Afraid of the
Grim Reaper,
When he is the one & only
Peace Keeper.

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Oh, Grim Reaper...
why don't you dig deeper?
In the twilight of life, am I;
and my lips have gone all dry.
The winds swept away my pleas,
and my hopes drowned in the seas.
For so long, no soul I could behold.
For so long, this world has been really cold.
For no wrong, I'd to part with all that's mine,
but for my shadow, when there's sunshine.
Cast away, to the lands of solitude,
since a time that faded in memory..
just like I faded in the world's memory.
Hence, here I am, waiting for my postlude.

So, I beseech you Reaper,
to hunt me down, to dig deeper.
Beneath those old bricks,
I wait for you, as the clock ticks.

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Aankhon me nami hai ,
Zabaan bhi chup si hai ,
Lgta hai Kisi ke Zindagi me
Na hone ki kami hi hai ....?!??!.…..

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"What is your dream?" She asked me.
"Getting hitched to a Grim Reaper," I replied.

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I can hear the dogs howling outside my house,
The Grim Reaper is finally here, I wonder whose soul is it going to be tonight.

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when death stares at your face,
open your arms and embrace.
for,he would be shocked,unable to respond
and the fear,inside you will never correspond.
would wait for you like a true friend,
you being someone unable to comprehend.
meanwhile,do your part and leave a mark,
before the lovely journey to embark.

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Now even in these pain gives by you ,
You are relaxed ,
Because , you and your love are right only in the form of pains ....?..!..?..

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Dear Death monger,

Can I ask you some questions?
Would you mind? or will you make my
name first in your list next? If yes, then
please dont. I want to live a little more.
A little more.

//In caption...//

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( playing spin the bottle )

Her : aren't we supposed to kiss ?

Him : ( sharpening his scythe and throwing one more scythe at her for a dual )
and why would we do that ?

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