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#monsterinthecloset
It waits for you, like a juggernaut, A mask of furry, and stinking of rot. Waiting within the shadow and gloom, You're sick with unease, you're feeling your doom. It tastes your fear, so rare and divine, Sadistically moaning, "you will be mine". It wants you, your essence, your spirit, your soul, It wants you, it needs you, your life to behold. What creature is this, that cannot be named? No one knows, it's not written, or from where that it came.
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 1:02 PM UTC
christinegida
The Unnamed
It waits for you, like a juggernaut, A mask of furry, and stinking of rot. Waiting within the shadow and gloom, You're sick with unease, you're feeling your doom. It tastes your fear, so rare and divine, Sadistically moaning, "you will be mine". It wants you, your essence, your spirit, your soul, It wants you, it needs you, your life to behold. What creature is this, that cannot be named? No one knows, it's not written, or from where that it came.
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