Warning: This poem is dark.
Twinkle Twinkle little star.
A stranger lurks not so away or far.
He waits for her with not one sigh .
He kidnaps her and thunder and lightning cry from the sky.
The bonfire has been assembled and the witching hour will soon be upon us! It's time to discover what stories will be told in the midst of night!
Gather round, and see if I can spin a tale that makes ...
CoMixed from @itachiswifeee__: https://commaful.com/play/itachiswifeee__/my-sweet-boy/
𝗠𝗬 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗕𝗢𝗬, what if the silent, sweet boy in your school decided to give you a letter one day confess...
Slowly the figure lifted an arm. Blood glistened on the shiny silver blade.< br/>< br/>...< br/>< br/>Just a girl walking alone on a cold night in New York City. What could go wrong?<br/>...<b...
Warning: This poem is dark.
Twinkle Twinkle little star.
A stranger lurks not so away or far.
He waits for her with not one sigh .
He kidnaps her and thunder and lightning cry from the sky.
The bonfire has been assembled and the witching hour will soon be upon us! It's time to discover what stories will be told in the midst of night!
Gather round, and see if I can spin a tale that makes ...
CoMixed from @itachiswifeee__: https://commaful.com/play/itachiswifeee__/my-sweet-boy/
𝗠𝗬 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗕𝗢𝗬, what if the silent, sweet boy in your school decided to give you a letter one day confess...
Slowly the figure lifted an arm. Blood glistened on the shiny silver blade.< br/>< br/>...< br/>< br/>Just a girl walking alone on a cold night in New York City. What could go wrong?<br/>...<b...