Cryptid

by LaynaB2020

July 25, 2019

I am a cryptid creature Crawling out of my lair With my eyes wide open at a cold red stare Is there anything human left in my veins? Do you believe in my existence without all your pain? Was I ever really there? Was I ever really there?

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