'Twas a quarrel from that quake
Toward that creature of the night to a stake
'Twas no moral in this shake
Toward that preacher for their sake
'Twas coral in which we take
Toward the teacher in this large lake
'Twas that no quarrel with no quake
Just this ending for us to make.
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My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
PoesieIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
