From the Darkness They Will ComeMature

A creepy little poem about the creatures of the darkness.

The horror of darkness
Chills one to the bone---
Paralyzing all movement
For what's about to be shown.

No one's ever seen the creatures---
Or ever lived to tell---
Of the petrifying features
Of these creatures from hell.

In the darkness they will wait
To feast upon your fear.
Creeping slowly they will come---
Your fate is very near.

So beware young one
For your life is on the line---
The monsters will not hesitate
To spill your bloody wine.

The End

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