September 27th, 2023
As the dead air creeps over the dead oak tree
The watchers arrive for their midnight spree
Their flesh peeled away from their decaying bones
And the bloody muscle around their jaw and eyes shone
Their yellow glowing eyes pulse a bright hue411Please respect copyright.PENANAUD8t1o1fpx
As the roam the street collecting your due411Please respect copyright.PENANABTzz0kywyk
Their ways in death may give you a fright411Please respect copyright.PENANAkS02v4sLY4
They make you pay by taking your life
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You see their eyes peering through your window
You are stuck, trapped, with nowhere to go
Their groans get louder as they crawl to your door
Their bony feet stumble over the floor
You hide under the covers to escape your fate
The door creeks open, it is too late
A thin hand with jagged nails pull back the sheet
And you see the face of the demented freak411Please respect copyright.PENANAsel9s5yyL5
Its hand digs into your mouth and rips at your jaw 411Please respect copyright.PENANAcoCP3GvDy8
You feel blood trickle as you skin begins to crawl411Please respect copyright.PENANAIra4cUJ9Vd
A pool of dark blood surrounds you411Please respect copyright.PENANAzRgpB12r6p
And you become a watcher too
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Hello my geeks and peeps. This is just a little scary poem that hopefully gets you in the Halloween mood.
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