In that strange building underground I heard
A man, who spoke alone all to himself.
He yelled and cried and in my mind it blurred.
At times he was a child, up on a shelf,
At others spoke he darkly, of some feast.
There was a woman, dressed in red, - she led,
The group, 'the Hoard' who all worshipped the Beast.
And it was scary trembling in the bed.
For then I knew, they all, - the huge, the small,
Patricia, Hedwig, Dennis, - many more
Had just one brain, one body, - short and bald.
It was a man who suffered at the core.
And in that moment my mind was solid.
To save myself, - I must face the horrid.
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Fandom Sonnets (AVENGERS, X-MEN, SHERLOCK etc.)
قصص الهواةHello, friends! I normally write fanfictions in the form of stories, (which you can find on my page), however sometimes I am also inspired to write sonnets! I know, - 16th century England throwback ;D Here you will find a collection of fun little s...
