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Nov 1
Little Mushroom
It started off as a little shroom,
No one knew about the impending doom.
As it began to grow,
Needles it began to sow.
A man stepped by,
The mushroom, he wanted to try.
Vines grabbed the man; they had a tight grip,
Then they took a big, big sip.
Crushed and folded, he's thrown aside,
Now he's completely dried.
The shroom began to hunt,
Grabbed more humans as they grunt.
It made them cry and scream,
As it drank the bloodstream.
The humans tried to burn it down,
But it swallowed the whole town.
Would love any kind of Feedback or critic
#gore
#dark
#nature
#death
#rhyme
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