You talk to much,
I see through your facade..
Swapping faces daily,
I know the games that you play..
Creating mischief,
just to inflict pain and grief..
You met your match,
I won't fall for the trap you set..
Major mistake,
thinking I would make an easy target..
Look at you now,
body pinned to my metal slab..
My turn to play,
let's see how long your screams will last..
- C. Pantoja
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Creepy Poems
Terror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
