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Evil strung across her face, flaring Yellow eyes glaring with Hunger in her sparkling smile Fangs protruding waiting Ever so patiently... Im in terror. She promises the end of me As I turn to flee, helplessly Weightless as gravity fails I flail fighting the sky, but To no avail... I am alone now. Left in the scaffolding Its baffling, what was she?! I can still hear her laughing?! Why not just **** me? Was I not prey? More of just a play thing? Maybe...but still Way up here, alone... Im as good as dead.
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 11:01 PM UTC
The Witch (Night Terrors)
Evil strung across her face, flaring Yellow eyes glaring with Hunger in her sparkling smile Fangs protruding waiting Ever so patiently... Im in terror. She promises the end of me As I turn to flee, helplessly Weightless as gravity fails I flail fighting the sky, but To no avail... I am alone now. Left in the scaffolding Its baffling, what was she?! I can still hear her laughing?! Why not just **** me? Was I not prey? More of just a play thing? Maybe...but still Way up here, alone... Im as good as dead.
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 11:01 PM UTC
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