Haunting Read Count : 117

Category : Poems

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Sticks

Stones

Broken bones.

You left me here for dead.

Cold

Heart

You'll fall apart

I'm always in your head.

Good

Night

Sleep tight

Don't look under your bed.

Lay

Awake

Till dawn breaks

Your demons will soon be fed.

-samhudson

Comments

  • Plain and simply put. Love the word play. Outstanding job, as always 💜

    Oct 12, 2019

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  • Amazing

    Oct 20, 2019

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