Hide and Die
You better go hide
because im inside
im the wolf your the dow
here we go,
1... 2... 3...4....
im not counting anymore,
i'm using my sight,
peering left and right,
im looking everywhere
i see your hair
your hidding behind the clock
with a tick adn a tock
im having fun
as you try to run
you fell at the door
i neel to the floor
so
as you know
this is all the same
as the game
hide and die
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Red Ink
Hi i'm Red and I'm shy about my writing, no one knows I like well love to write. I'm just scared of what my friends would say, I've lied to my best friend in order to keep her from finding out about the true me. Its just the world is harsh, I don't want to put salt in to open cuts to a new type of pain. I've tried to show people be for and it didn't have a good out come, so if your reading this thanks for reading about my boring life. http://www.rhymer.com/RhymingDictionary/sky.html : Rhyming is my thing
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