You have nowhere to go.
Now you hide under your bed,
And stay quiet and low.
You better run, cause you can't hide,
You can't get rid of me.
Your soul is belonging to me now,
You will never be free!
Haunted poem
By wolfmoon99
| Artist | Wolfmoon99 [gallery] |
| Time spent | 10 minutes |
| Drawing sessions | 1 |
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