The monsterA Poem by mickyThe monster It creeps all around listening to every sound Jumping from roof top to each victim And they will die being bitten You know it's there when you smell decay Just know that you are the prey There's nowhere to hide, nowhere to run When you meet him, your life span will be done It walks with the shadows, never to be seen at the crack of dawn In his game of chess your just the pawn Death stays out of his way And Gods got nothing to do with him, at the end of the day He walks with fear at his side Leaving nothing but body's behind ...
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