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A poem about people who are creepy. simple, huh? |
| staring at you from the shadows with the weirdest smiles on their faces you never quite know what they're thinking you never quite know what to think walking down the street you can feel their eyes watching you from afar a little nervous you walk faster until you finally turn around.... there's an empty street NOTE: please tell me if you think this poem should be longer and any suggestions you may have in your reviews. Thank you. |