Sick they say,
my mind twisted and cruel..
Whispering,
but I hear every word they spew..
No hope given,
ostracized by the popular clique..
Found in my room,
no known cause of death..
Made a deal with the Devil,
I am finally free..
Time to play with their lives,
i'll show them what cruelty truly means..
- 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
