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Creepy House
It just so happened to be in the middle of a cemetery.
Filled with mutilated people.
Blood dripping off broken wine glasses.
A room where exorcism was held,
For some reason I felt like I was in the waiting line.
My hands are bound with purple material,
Probably coming from a vivid dress.
Evil laughs fill my mind.
Amazingly I reached to the rotten door,
Leaning towards the key hole.
Only to see a frump lady.
The door opened with a loud squeak!
Eyes open wider and wider with fear,
Everything turned evil…
Walls started dripping blood,
A large creature slithering down stairs.
A seven nation army couldn't hold this creature back!
Back and forth through my mind…am I alive or dead?
Then, I saw sun light.
Rising over the old wooden floor.
It was morning.
Everything disappeared…
No large creature nor frump lady!
I stepped outside, turned my head to the left…
1453 kingsert rd? is this the address…
Of this creepy house?
Filled with mutilated people.
Blood dripping off broken wine glasses.
A room where exorcism was held,
For some reason I felt like I was in the waiting line.
My hands are bound with purple material,
Probably coming from a vivid dress.
Evil laughs fill my mind.
Amazingly I reached to the rotten door,
Leaning towards the key hole.
Only to see a frump lady.
The door opened with a loud squeak!
Eyes open wider and wider with fear,
Everything turned evil…
Walls started dripping blood,
A large creature slithering down stairs.
A seven nation army couldn't hold this creature back!
Back and forth through my mind…am I alive or dead?
Then, I saw sun light.
Rising over the old wooden floor.
It was morning.
Everything disappeared…
No large creature nor frump lady!
I stepped outside, turned my head to the left…
1453 kingsert rd? is this the address…
Of this creepy house?
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