Are you ready to play?A Poem by sarahFor some the scariest things are hard to explain The floor boards creek The window fly’s open The wind makes odd sounds But we comfort ourselves by saying "Ghost can't hurt us, just scare us" Ghost? It's true they can't hurt us But that's because...They’re not real But what is real Demons The devil's angel's Satan's workers Oh they are very real.... They stalk you in the night They touch you in your sleep They haunt you in the day They do much more then make the floor creek The window's blow open Strange sounds in the wind No... They do much worse They grab at your chest They yank all sanity from your mind They kill all sense of hope They do more then leark in your closet They do far more then live under your bed Because they know you... They know you well They know your secrets Your desires And your weaknesses Do you think they're afraid of you? Do you think they know what mercy is? Do you think they care if you scream and cry? No... They feed off your pain Your tears Your fears And your weaknesses They jump with laughter at your pleading And smile at your agony But what's worse? Their real... And their standing right behind you Are you ready to play?
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Added on October 4, 2010Last Updated on January 26, 2011 AuthorsarahCAAboutMy name is Sarah just another Sarah, to go along with the millions of other Sarah's hehe anyway umm...I am really bad at spelling C and grammar it's a pain in the a*s so...yeah I won't U review books .. more..Writing
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