DemonA Poem by DianeDEMON The night air cool and crispThe thought of eyes in the mist the creep that craws up your back sucks your soul and draws you back When your hair stands on end don't brush it off cause he will win
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3 Reviews Added on May 18, 2018 Last Updated on May 18, 2018 AuthorDianeMIAboutMy name is Diane Garner and I live in southeast Michigan with with my husband and two young daughters. I grew up in Gaylord, Michigan, with My mom and brother. I moved to the Detroit area in my late t.. more..Writing
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