Jeff the Killer

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He stares into your sanity, plans while you sleep

Darkness glitters gruesomely, your life he plans to reap

Once your eyes lock, do not make a noise

Supernatural cannot block, the death of little boys

His face like bleach, his eyes open-shred

Never extend a hand to reach, do not be mislead

He only lives to kill, friends are dead to him

His corrupt intention will, murders your tired whim

His finals words, will haunt your death

No amount of wooden boards, will protect your final breath

Smiling cruel, as a knife plunges deep

Your screams are fuel, now Go To Sleep 

~Champion Chris~

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