The Death
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"Who is it, darling?
- It’s a Mr Death or something… he’s come about the reaping…
I don’t think we need any at the moment.
- Hallo. Well don’t leave him hanging around outside darling, ask him in.
- Darling, I don’t think it’s quite the moment…"
- It’s a Mr Death or something… he’s come about the reaping…
I don’t think we need any at the moment.
- Hallo. Well don’t leave him hanging around outside darling, ask him in.
- Darling, I don’t think it’s quite the moment…"
*quatre, mince, flûte.
December 14, 2023 at 4:28 PM
*quatre, mince, flûte.
Reposted by The Death
Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just Ourselves
And Immortality.
...
- Emily Dickinson
Great poem, She was very prolific, and wrote about death. Quite a lot.
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just Ourselves
And Immortality.
...
- Emily Dickinson
Great poem, She was very prolific, and wrote about death. Quite a lot.
December 13, 2023 at 2:03 PM
Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just Ourselves
And Immortality.
...
- Emily Dickinson
Great poem, She was very prolific, and wrote about death. Quite a lot.
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just Ourselves
And Immortality.
...
- Emily Dickinson
Great poem, She was very prolific, and wrote about death. Quite a lot.