Slender manA Poem by nigrum homonculusbased off the slender man legends. what he does i don't know...so i made some of it upHe stood at 8 ft tall His arms as almost touching the ground He always poses in photos Silently watching. He had no face Nor a mouth His expressions non existent But his intentions…. If you’re seen with him You go missing, it’s the legend He’s an addict to adolescence. The younger the better he thinks. But he’s been round for centuries Never aged a day His white hairless Faceless head remains free of decay He will stalk for eternity Or until all youth is caught Maybe he uses their juices To bask in immortality. So never go into the woods He loves a fresh catch. The scary thing is he’s silent So you will never hear his attack. © 2012 nigrum homonculusReviews
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StatsAuthornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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