While they were smashing pumpkins..
I was smashing skulls.
While they were cracking eggs..
I was cracking bones.
What are they?
And what am I?
Why,
There are Humans...
And,
I am a Monster.
A Scary Monster on Halloween Night.
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Poems by Me (Dark Poetry)
PoetryI love poetry. And if your reading this.. You probably do to! Please read my poems! I love them and I hope you will too! <3
