Victim

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When night falls
the lights off
all asleep
he emerges

his cloak he does wear
concealing himself in the dark
he feeds on those walking by

Beware all for you might
just be his next midnight snack

The screams of his victim
heard in the alleys
hurry home now
and don't emerge till light shines
or your journey might just end short

Attempt at a scary poem 😅
October 5th, 2019

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