September 27th, 2023
As the dead air creeps over the dead oak tree
The watchers arrive for their midnight spree
Their flesh peeled away from their decaying bones
And the bloody muscle around their jaw and eyes shone
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As the roam the street collecting your due507Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrWb9cyBsUd
Their ways in death may give you a fright507Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1QDkXP9v0c
They make you pay by taking your life
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You see their eyes peering through your window
You are stuck, trapped, with nowhere to go
Their groans get louder as they crawl to your door
Their bony feet stumble over the floor
You hide under the covers to escape your fate
The door creeks open, it is too late
A thin hand with jagged nails pull back the sheet
And you see the face of the demented freak507Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwcpdjr7GKc
Its hand digs into your mouth and rips at your jaw 507Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWTjnZ5lwea
You feel blood trickle as you skin begins to crawl507Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpITJp91pLp
A pool of dark blood surrounds you507Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLnKmTSZr1V
And you become a watcher too
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Hello my geeks and peeps. This is just a little scary poem that hopefully gets you in the Halloween mood.
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