Saturday, June 14, 2008 9:33 pm
six legs pushing a little round body,
mannequins and heavy make up;
looking down while perched atop a peak,
within a scene without light.
though quite different they seem,
each will not a have a problem
creating screams around the world,
sending shivers down spines of millions.
bad experiences and freaky dreams,
dark secrets to natural reactions,
hand a microphone to any person,
all with stand by their reasons.
no one is fearless,
because fear doesn't live in the open,
doesn't sit on the porch and greet the neighbours.
Instead, it sleeps in the depths of unknown
lying in wait for the men with a reason to walk in
and be afraid,
be very afraid.
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i like the poem too.
haha. a bit dark,
but quite intriguing, i must say.