Come here,
the voice whispered to me..
Pick up the knife,
it's time we go and play..
Shhhhhh..
Sneak into the house,
the door is unlocked and all are asleep..
Theres a lot to do,
it's going to be a long night for thee..
Slowly,
no need to rush..
Moving from room to room,
none shall survive what's to come..
- C. Pantoja
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Creepy Poems
Horror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
