Slender Man Poem by Ima Ryma

Slender Man



The Slender Man from the mindset
Of Web weavers who weave a guy,
Slender, tall and faceless who met
With children - be his evil eye.
To be the power from behind,
To hold a child and inside place
Bloody killing in a child's mind,
Faceless evil in a child's face.
His tentacles have grabbed me tight
And guide my hands with worshipped skill,
Encouraging my new insight.
Who will be next for me to kill!

I want to please the Slender Man.
I practice so to prove I can.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: evil
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 16 July 2014

............where is slender man and how did he obtain such power....great write.

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