The night is my ally
From depths of it I come
To scare kids like Johnny and Sally
For they have no idea of the world I come from
It's always filled with fear
Never an ounce of glee
With humongous spiders here and there
To scare the skin off of thee
It's a place I call home
Filled with all sorts of monstrous things
You won't find a happy garden gnome
For your bones they like to fling
I suggest not coming here
For with one look
You would die with dreadful fear
From just the guy with the hook
This is my place
Not a pinch of happiness in sight
If you were to take on my ways
Say goodbye to the light
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The Death Poems
PoetryPoems about death, sadness, evil, sin, etc. There may be some poems that have the same theme, but all of them are different and original. Collection 2 is now published, so please check that one out as well.
