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mandrake
Mandrake the guardian
feeds on the well guarded forest
those who creep in never leave
their blood soaked land of ancient secrets
footfalls heard, flesh torn blood drips
into the guarded path
and the cursed they call it jungle of the dead.
The jungle comes alive and feeds on flesh
of the inspecting victims
your fate will be lost in this man eating jungle.
feeds on the well guarded forest
those who creep in never leave
their blood soaked land of ancient secrets
footfalls heard, flesh torn blood drips
into the guarded path
and the cursed they call it jungle of the dead.
The jungle comes alive and feeds on flesh
of the inspecting victims
your fate will be lost in this man eating jungle.
Published 21st Feb 2013
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Anonymous
21st Feb 2013 4:51am
Now sent chills down me. You write eerie great!! :)
