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Silent Creatures
Movement,
In the dark,
Its middnight,
Turn around,
To the noise,
To see nothing,
The sound again,
Something running through the bushes,
Turn that way,
Nothing,...
Somethings playing a game with you,
A silent stalker,
Start running down the street,
The noise is following you,
Stand under a street light,
Through the bush infront of you,
You can see eyes,
Glowing red eyes,
They leap out at you,
Clinging to you,
Their mouth at your neck,
A sharp pain there,
Starting to feel weak,...
Then you pass out,
You awake a few days later,
Everything is bright,
But its middnight again,
Fingers to your neck,
To feel two small puncture wounds,
Then you realize what you've become,
A monster...
 ToxxicRemedy · Sun Jul 06, 2008 @ 06:43pm · 1 Comments |
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