by Pretty Punk Princess   Feb 5, 2012

There are things,
In this world.
Scary things,
Things unimaginable.
There are things is the woods,
Watching you.
They want to get you,
And they will.
You'll be sleeping one night,
As they reach out and touch you.
You can't see them,
But they can see you.
They are everywhere,
Stalking you.
They watch you carefully,
To learn you.
The next time they see you,
They will get you.


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