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Dec 2012
Snow makes holes in her house.
"Let me out, now."
The longest arms that reach out
Are not tree branches.
There's too much fog on the ground,
She's lost here.
No books, no cameras.

Black bags and tree branches
There's red everywhere.
The grass is grabbing me.

She can't believe it's so tall...
Well, come on and see.
Don't just stand there, do something!
Flee, don't scream.
Forget everything that you've seen.
Don't try and save me.
No one ever believes me.

I'm not who I once was!
There's red everywhere.
I can't stop these headaches,
Why are you following me?

Just leave it alone, whatever it is!
Stay away from that place, that's all I can say.
If I see you again, I'll **** you right then.
You broke into my house again.
I keep feeling like I can't see,
Like I never want to feel the sun.
Like I can just curl up and die now,
Because I know he'll hold me down.
Let me ride the carousel!
Take off your suit and tie!
I'm choking on static and sleep
Reassured by his lies.
He's got me down on my knees!
I can't see I can't breathe!
The bees are in my bloodstream!
He has no face to be seen!

I'm not who I once was!
There's red everywhere!
I can't stop these headaches!
His faceless head gapes at me.
creepy pasta :)
Ryan Bowdish
Written by
Ryan Bowdish  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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