The proxies
They come as friendly as seems
But they don't care if
you have a family or dreams
They just love the sound of your screams
Stop crying
The tears aren't going to save you Not when slender craves to
But wait your free
Free from the evil three
You will run away
At home you'll stay
Its the middle or may
And your safe to say
That the three won't get you no way
You turn around
And there he stands
In suite and tie
You hear his voice "nice try"
He grabs you and send you to your doom without a sound
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Creepy Pasta Poems
RandomHey everybody I'm doing a CPP book all of them will be written by me if not I will say the original writer thank you all for reading
