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tiles feel cold against bare feet. Tip toeing into kitchen for water. Find glass, reach up into cupboard. Try not to shatter. Reach in for i c e. Still cold against bare feet. Pour water, quiet, stealthy, N i n ja l i ke. Drink water, Still cold against bare feet. I c e still clinks. Gulp gu lp. Down the hatch. Put glass away. Reach up into cupboard. Slips cup out hand. S h a t t e r e d. Eyes wide. Bare feet still cold. Scattered i c e. Mom wakes up. Dad slides out too. I hide in cup board. Feet now warm N i n ja l i ke.
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 10:25 AM UTC
n i n ja n i gh t
Crow was watching  ...... ......with his toothless grin . Biding his time ...... ...... he then stoops in . He knows more than you may think , it all reeks of a ghastly stink . No matter ! With your false truths , your lies betray you , So Uncouth ! So now ... When you are alone , be safe and wise ! Know the Unknown . For crow is silent and cares not , Has his revenge already been Begot ? Victims ! Aren't we all ? Those Who rise sublimely , Only to find their fall .........
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Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 12:50 PM UTC
The Crow
Sneaking in silently, whispering secrets and conspiracies. This is a puzzle, scattered by your thoughtless actions. Voice still as stone, I am held prisoner of my mind. The hands around my throat, are not your's but my very own.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 4:37 AM UTC
Captive