WhAt WaS tHaT ?
Dark night full of fright hold me tight running home all alone door is locked still in shock on the spot blood runs busted drums from the screams by all means save yourself but on twelfth strike of clock screams of pain it slowly rains
got one still need two twice the fun
get your gun love of God JUST RUN its at the door hit the floor please keep still maybe it will go away
what was that? its all too black on my back it reappears now all my fears are here
*bows* thank you, thank you... This is my Hallows Eve poem (until i come up with a better one)
Glacies Everto · Tue Oct 14, 2008 @ 03:58am · 1 Comments |