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Night of the Living Dead

Poetry By: PeaceLoveLingleton

scary poem

Submitted:Dec 12, 2009    Reads: 189    Comments: 7    Likes: 3   

Look around in the night
There's something out there
Its waiting to get you
Do you see its glowing stare
It watches you all day
Waiting for you to be alone
It thrives on you being scared
For fear is what it lives on
It's in the closet
Or under your bed
Waiting for real fun
When you lay down your head
Creaks and bumps
All through the house
You know you hear them
Though you may think its merely a mouse
I don't mean to scare you
But what Isay is true
There's something hiding in the night
And its coming after YOU
There are clowns in your closet
And monsters under your bed
Waiting for you to fall asleep
Cause tonite's the night of the Living Dead


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