Poem #16// Victim

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Monsters, angels, demons, and more.
Who's that, who's that, knocking on my door?
I can see your shadows
Dancing on the wall.
Please don't, please don't make me take the fall.

Creepers, killers, savages, and all.
When will, when will, I see you again?
For I'm not a future victim,
But simply just a friend.

I'm going upstairs,
And I'm turning off the light.
So please don't leave,
I want you to stay.
For you're all the ones
That keep me half-sane during the day.
~a.k.
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This is so stupid, but oh well...

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