Devious Journal EntryMuch love,
~hotbones~
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He stalks in the shadows, he knows that you sense him He can smell your fear; he knows you can hear His silky, slimy tentacles, dragging along in the dirt, And his mouth, frothing with blood.
You quicken your pace, he quickens his glide, This beastette, nowhere near human, yet not quite a monster You run, turning into your street, unlocking your door, Knowing that he's coming.
You rush inside, slamming the door, No more worries, no more fears, For you are Safe; No one can harm you now, until you hear A thin, breath of laughter.
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| Name: Gravy Location: England Nationality: British Ethnicity: Ghanaian/Nigerian/German/English Interests: Lolita, cooking, music and the obvious. I'm quite into gothic stuff, but I'm quite a happy person. ^-^ I like all kinds of music, from jazz to metal to electro, however I'm into music that's either really catchy or really depressing. Hehe, hehe. |
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Better thank your lucky stars!~
~UnTech-nical sucks.
How are you? c:
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I passed by the window, and marked with one eye,
How the owl and the panther were sharing a pie.
The panther took pie crust, gravy and meat,
While the owl took the dish as his share of the treat.
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