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I climb down the stairs, slowly,
A glimpse of Chuckie runs through my mind,
I flip on the lights,
The room remains covered in darkness,
I start to panic,
I feel someone here,
It’s eyes bearing on my soul,
By the corner of my eye, I see a shadow jump,
My hear races,
I hear footsteps behind me,
A cold breeze brushe against my face,
The hair on my arms, stands up straight,
I race up the stairs,
I slam the door shut,
I put the chain on,
I take a deep breath,
This is my basement.
- by Obscene Secret |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/03/2010 |
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- Title: My Basement
- Artist: Obscene Secret
- Description: This is a poem about my basement. It's really creepy and scary. But it gave me inspiration.
- Date: 02/03/2010
- Tags: basement
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