My First Poem

The dark figure,

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It hides in the shadows.

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It makes his move when I least suspect,

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It attacks everyone around me, swift and direct.

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I still remember our neighbor’s cat with all its insides out of its body,

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It lied lifeless on the ground just like my friend Jody.

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Jody, she always kept quiet no matter how much I talked,

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I still remember the dark figure throwing her off the roof as I tried to run towards her but couldn’t even walk.

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After all I’ve witnessed, I still can’t understand that when I look in the mirror,

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Why do I look like the dark figure?

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So, hey fellas BWS here… This is the first poem I’ve ever successfully written…. Every time I started a poem, I left it in between… So, technically, this is my first poem I’ve written… If you like it, let me know and if you don’t… Please don’t troll me… Especially you, SNF.

Oh and I forgot to tell you who SNF is…. He is actually my school friend and ex-classmate… You can check out his blog here

This is all for now… This is BWS, signing out.