Demon

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Two big, bloodshot eyes peering in the mirror

A row of sharp white teeth, fading into red

Not a little boy, hiding under his bed

Dark green eyes flash red

Looking at the body in the bed

Pitch black claws go Tap! Tap! Tap!

When you hear that on your window...

Run and don't look back

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⏰ Last updated: May 13, 2016 ⏰

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