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 hue374Please respect copyright.PENANAWWq3bYg0qc
As the roam the street collecting your due374Please respect copyright.PENANA60vWSxAvrO
Their ways in death may give you a fright374Please respect copyright.PENANAA7WGGkJD4D
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 freak374Please respect copyright.PENANADToI0Up78E
Its hand digs into your mouth and rips at your jaw 374Please respect copyright.PENANAJSMUQx23zj
You feel blood trickle as you skin begins to crawl374Please respect copyright.PENANAJwisPqlM1r
A pool of dark blood surrounds you374Please respect copyright.PENANATLAVeiQL1G
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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