Dont Be AfriedA Poem by Brandon CrawfordThe night was quiet with but a whisper of a sound creepying closer and closer behind us till we felt it breath against our necks a slow voice creeps into our ears making us wish we never came to the god forsaken place we call home © 2012 Brandon Crawford |
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Added on November 26, 2012 Last Updated on November 26, 2012 Author
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