Horror stories don't scare me.
Scary movies are boring.
Halloween? I won't flee.
One more boo, I'll be snoring.
Ghosts and witches aren't frightening.
Zombies? Monsters? Yawn.
I'm not scared of lightening.
Wizards won't make me fawn.
But there is one thing that's scary,
that makes all my hairs stand up.
I know the feeling may vary,
... it is my fear for love.
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Identity I
PoetryA sequence of poems I made throughout the years. Just something to read when you're bored (I recommend "TIME" and "LOVE POEM?"). If you're looking for emotional, try "SLOUGH" or "ENDS MEAT."
