Hide and seek was the childhood game we always wanted to play,
Best at night, but also at day;
The giggles and thrills were on different standing,
What matters were the mythical skills in hiding.
Behind the sofa, door, and bushes,
Over the tree, roof, and stockpiled trashes,
Under the bed, table, or blanket,
Inside the comfort room or cabinet.
Anywhere just be safe, so I choose The dresser,
At first it was fun, not until it became hot like a fever;
Then I felt dizzy when someone poke my back,
I looked at it and shrieked as it's the bloody-little girl I saw every 12 o'clock.
-Marxx Archer
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MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree
شِعرMARXX ARCHER POETRY(MAP) #1 LANGUAGE: ENGLISH GENRE: LITERATURE(LITERARY PIECES), ROMANCE POETRY, TRAGIC POETRY, SPOKEN POETRY, INSPIRATIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL POETRY, AND SHAKESEARIAN SONNETS STARTED: AUGUST 31, 2021 PUBLISHED: OCTOBER 12, 2021 RESU...
