Where am I?! Who's there?! What's happening?! I feel like horror is filling my soul with it's fiddles and tricks just so it can give a ¨good¨ rationalization of why I should let horror take me as the next victim of the plot.
Why! Why! Why! Why am I trapped?! Who is out to get me?! Am I going to be savagley assulted?! Or am I going to have to be the hero of the journey?! Or am I going to fall inside the hole of terror on this spooky night?
I may just have to be the one and only, Hero of my life.
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The picture poetry can create
PoetryPoetry is not just words you read, it's words that can create the picture. In this poetry book, each poem I have written creates a picture that tells the story to make you wanna keep reading every poem I have written. In this poetry book, it contain...
