Black Carriage

There dwelt a man with a crooked smile,
Seeking for men with heinous crimes,
Having a raven with furious eyes,
Ready to hunt at the right time.

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The clock is his friend,
And the scythe his wife.
He travels in a black carriage through the night
Pulled by dark horses with all their might.

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There dwelt a gallant with a crooked smile,
Whose eyes flashed brilliant green.
He allured victims with his style.
No one guessed he'd been an exile.

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And he says!
"Behold Nirvana I grant thee."
"I'll ease your suffering," quoth he.
"I've seen your pain through your window,
So let go of yourself and make this vow:
Dabo vobis spiritum meum"
Darkness descends and she chokes in fumes.

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Now she grasps her wit
And notices her state.
She runs in horror but is stuck in the same corner,
Struck silent while cries a river.

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There dwelt a woman with a dismayed heart,
Torments gained instead of relief,
So she calls forth the man with the crooked smile,
to slay the gallant hostile.

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This man she called, with the scythe,
Bellows while he rides.
He travels in a black carriage through the night
Pulled by dark horses with all their might.
Glad to slay this man for his crime.
He comes to slay!
He comes to slay!

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With special thanks to the talented folks at the Isle of Write for all the help with this piece. Especially @whoshim for the proofreading.

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Here's my complete list of my poems
Feel free to read, thank you!
love dàvid

List
Remainders in Tattooed	Light-years	Inaudible Ravage
Greatest Solace	Idle Soul	Euphoria (Sonnet)
Game Pattern	Meeting Point	As the Sun Descends
Queen	Ardor	Sunset and Gold
Holy Ground	999 Days of Chastity	Chasing the Lights
IRIS