Scary poem.

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It’s a dark and starless night,

the sky lit only by the moonlight.

Night creatures are prowling around,

their footsteps are the only sound.


There is evil in the shadows,

its presence hidden by the mist.

I hear wolves howling far away,

maybe werewolves really do exist.


I’m terrified of the footsteps,

something evil is lurking nearby.

I must find a way to escape,

for tonight I’m not ready to die.

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