What a mistake!
This, your last.
I've broken the last straw, and you're to blame.
Hah!
I'm the executer of your darkest nightmare
Looming in a shadowed shroad
I hope you had your fun!
I'm here for your head!
But if you didn't enjoy your short life... I won't cry.
Because it's my turn to throw the scythe
A double edged knife
One kills you
The other cuts him away.
Sure, it won't be to me
But it won't be you.
Now... Where were we? Oh!
That's right!
Off with your head.


An awful little thing I wrote in one of my rants in the middle of a school day. My teachers find me to be an unstable child.