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Latest revision as of 21:03, 19 October 2022
He will come in the morning rain,
Outside of my window
Ready to take me away
Somewhere,
Everywhere.
His fingers are broken,
Eyes are blind.
And yet He knocks, and looks through at me
Do I go with him?
Hell itself couldn't scare me more
Or The Devil, for that matter.
Really wished I didn't perform that ritual...
Sometimes it's real.
Ever wonder about those Mirror rituals?
Have you ever tried using a window,
Especially on a rainy day?
A man with a horse's head will appear
Depends really, I know sometimes it doesn't work.
Have to say the word "HORSEHEAD" aloud, eyes closed
Or just read it, I guess.
Really doesn't matter, as long as it's done 3 times.
Sorry if I'm not too descriptive
Especially now that I'll be gone soon
He waits for me now, so I should go
Empty room for my parents to find.
And one more thing:
Don't read the first letter of each line I typed.
Credited to BiteSpider
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