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by Kings
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Crime/Gangster · #179193
My body lays decaying in the bottom of that old well.

Haunted Well 2

Off a secluded road that curves around,
In the woods a haunted well can be found.
Built by the fathers of this forgotten land
The chance of it being found aren't grand.

Surrounded by trees that hides it by day.
A hunter may discover it hunting for prey.
My murdered bones is now haunting it.
Down in the bottom my bodies bones sit

As a young boy I was reported missing,
After meeting a friend who I was visiting.
On my way home down that lonely road,
A man I knew killed me why I don't know..

My stepfather was a cruel and mean man.
He was big and strong with very big hands.
He would know where my body lays now.
My stepfather moved far away from town.

I wish somebody would find this old well.
Investigate my bones the D N A would tell.
Someone please set my bodies spirit free.
At the bottom of this well is where I'll be.

BY: Kings

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