The Creepy Poem by veronica jewell
The Creepy
Everyone knows it there
it lurcks in every conor
at times it is invisible
some people are scared of it.
most of the time you
stare at it in the face
and never know it
day in day out
it watches you
waiting for the right time
the right time to take you
take you, make you its next victom
when it wants you
for its next victom
there will be no sign, no pain
just one swift move
and it is all over.
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