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Creeping Under my Skin
Contributed by
Voice of the Silent
on
Friday, 30th October 2009 @ 10:26:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Creeping under my skin
I feel it deep within
Burning inside of me
Waiting to be set free
Demon awaiting to rise
Seeking others demise
Monster in the making
Crawling under my skin
My body shaking to hold it within
What will happen to me?
If I set this monster free
Night of fright and beasts
I doubt I can hold it back
Halloween, night of beasts
This monster will be released
Itll tear you up
Bring you down
I feel it deep within
Right underneath the skin
It hides in the dark
Its teeth razor sharp
It wants your soul
It will eat your heart
This is only the start
On the night of beasts
This monster will be released
Creeping under my skin
The monster deep within
Finally to see the light of day
Only to hide away
And wait for the night
Maybe to give you a fright
Maybe even to take a bite
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Voice of the Silent
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2009-10-30 22:26:55]
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Re: Creeping Under my Skin
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by AngelFox on
Saturday, 31st October 2009 @ 09:59:56 AM AEST
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| Great poem for the season. Really enjoyed reading it! |
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Re: Creeping Under my Skin
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by karoody on
Saturday, 31st October 2009 @ 03:07:03 PM AEST
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Well done my friend
I enjoyed reading this very much
Happy Halloween
Kara |
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Re: Creeping Under my Skin
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by lonelywolf04 on
Sunday, 1st November 2009 @ 02:12:43 AM AEST
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| cool poem fits great with Halloween also thanks for the comment on my poem I don't seem to write them much anymore just when something pops into my head |
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