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I heard a laugh. Small, yet deep. It shook my my heart, It made me weep. I heard a shriek. Shrill and loud, Never had I heard Such a terrible sound. My head it shook. My ears did bleed. I fell to my knees, I started to plead. I screamed. I trembled. Both did no good. For still the man came. With his axe, with his hood. Then all sound stopped. And my head it came clear. With my thick thoughts, Went all of my fear. My tears ceased, and with a grunt, My death swung his blade. Thunk. Plop. In the basket my head laid. eyes wide A maniacal smile. Covered, As other heads piled.
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Aug 4, 2021
Aug 4, 2021 at 12:03 AM UTC
Thunk. Plop.
I heard a laugh. Small, yet deep. It shook my my heart, It made me weep. I heard a shriek. Shrill and loud, Never had I heard Such a terrible sound. My head it shook. My ears did bleed. I fell to my knees, I started to plead. I screamed. I trembled. Both did no good. For still the man came. With his axe, with his hood. Then all sound stopped. And my head it came clear. With my thick thoughts, Went all of my fear. My tears ceased, and with a grunt, My death swung his blade. Thunk. Plop. In the basket my head laid. eyes wide A maniacal smile. Covered, As other heads piled.
something I wrote when I was a moody lil kid haha
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Aug 4, 2021
Aug 4, 2021 at 12:03 AM UTC
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