Boo

another perhaps…

Every night around midnight with dread

dark things scuttle and dart ‘neath the bed

a young child with dead eyes

cackles whispers and sighs

and then screams. chills your soul as he’s dead

 

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Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

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