A vice called miss reeper

A vice called Miss Reeper. Miss reeper miss reeper  Right b 4 death u will surely see her just like a vice from any view corruption and deceivers  Wont hear her coming cuz like vice death just creeps up with all wickedness and venality you won't make it to ur preacher  Tho just a few have thank the heavens to have cheat her Miss reeper miss reeper  That one time I got so close  Thank God I didn't greet her But still so close laid sights on her  with my peepers  Cloaked in all black ragged garbs like jeepers creepers been scared of him since my Wee years But the weapon in her hand  it still pops up in my deep fears  taste that blade n I let's just say that place called heaven.. u won't get to see who lives there.