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house is creaking violent
once you walk from it
weaving through trees
raspy breaths on the lawn
idle the car cuz' ya can't turn it off
don't look behind you
i don't think you'll like what you see
cause there's something behind you
unholy its light is shed
look out beside you!!
or he'll rip off your fuckin' head
unless you remembered to
set the lock and load
instead of eyes wide open
shut up. .open
the door run up the stairs
he's following you...
and shit! he's right
there
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On Saturday March 15th, 2008, Dancing_Monkey (1796) writes:
Not that rediculous a poem I'd say


On Saturday March 15th, 2008, silent circus (404) writes:
woah eek once again,,,amazing,,,,*reload*



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