His eyes sparkling
with fear,
Because infront of him
was a spear,
As he moved back,
his neck,
Touched the door,
He couldn't move back more,
He tried the handle,
And the swish of air blowed the candle,
All went in vain,
He screamed with pain,
BC spear went straight into his chest,
Oh! What , i can't do rest,
Further he thought,
It was a nightmare i ought,
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 8:01 PM UTC
His eyes sparkling
with fear,
Because infront of him
was a spear,
As he moved back,
his neck,
Touched the door,
He couldn't move back more,
He tried the handle,
And the swish of air blowed the candle,
All went in vain,
He screamed with pain,
BC spear went straight into his chest,
Oh! What , i can't do rest,
Further he thought,
It was a nightmare i ought,
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