A fearful poem for Halloween.
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Something’s Out There
16 Oct 2011
Watch my friend
The time has come
Wickedness wants some
Prowl the dark
But be careful
Corruption
What is out there?
What is to come
Does anyone know
Something prowls
Something hunts
Corruption
Dripping cold touch
Shapeless mud thing
It smells your sins
Such tasty sins
It craves your
Corruption
Life could be lost
Take care take care
Wickedness wants you
Hunt you down
And bleed out your
Corruption
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