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Jun 2010
Darkness creeps at the edge of my bed with red glowing eyes,
I know im dead with no more cries.
Can't move a muscle because I'm shocked by a horrific surprise,
My stomach hurts like there's something coming out from inside.
My bones are crunching, They Pull out my heart, pull out my insides,
leave me with just nothing but remains of a fine dine.

Laughing clowns looking at me like I was circus freak,
A deep dreaded voice says"TIME TO EAT".
I looked around to see no food, perhaps I was the feast.
They come with claws they come with sharp teeth,
I know im dead because I cant wake up from this deep dark sleep.
"Help!" no one hears me but just the laughter of the hideous a beast.
They chopped my hands and chopped my feet,
They praised the gods that they got something to eat!
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juan zavala
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