28 ~ The Slenderman Poem

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The day was done and the sun was set,
So I chose to rest what my thoughts would let.
Close the windows, turn out the lights,
And under the blankets for all of the night.

Soon a peaceful sleep had come,
Until a sleep much like a drum,
Had woken me up much too fast,
Before my dreams had yet to pass.

In the darkness I looked around,
When in the corner I had found,
The shape of a man, tall and thin,
In a suit of black, with a voice of pins.

I cannot recall as to what he said,
And lucky though I am not dead,
I am plagued by the though, so pale and gaunt,
As in my mind it shall forever haunt.

When he returns I will disappear,
The way fog does in a mirror,
So heed my tale and learn to fear,
For Slender Man is always near.

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