weebles

weebles

weebles

weebles is my word

wondering around in the night is as peacefull in the day,
people just worry becuase its dark and scary,
i wonder who could be out there,just for you,
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i look outside,
i see a man,
with a pale face,
golden eyes with a hint of red by his pupils,
i would never look people in the eyes,
always intimidated by everyone,
everything,
i wanted to look in his eyes,
studying his look,
with long black/silver hair,
taller then mabye me,
his hands so mysterious,
with the gloves hidding his secrets,
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i walk towards him so forcefully wanting to get there before any one else,
he turns aound,
i stop,
he walks toward me,
he stares in my eyes,
i looked away,
he didnt say anything till i did,
when i peered in his eyes,he was patient enough to wait for me to look,
i dont look,
i stare,
he touches my face with his covered hands,
i feal nothing,
he smiles,
i frown in wonder of why hes smileing,
i think to myself,
"whats he doing",
"whats he going to do",
i see him take off his gloves,
he moves towards my blank face
touches me with his bare hands,
i feal...
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i felt a great depresion,
like he had lived a blood thirsty life,
wanting to kill,
murder,
he closes his eyes,
reaching in his black coat for something,
he pulls it out,
with shock,
after every thing i felt,
danger,
fear,
depresion,
he brought out,
not a knife,
or anything dangerous,
it was a,
box,
within that box i opened,
a black rose with the the stem,
ever so trimmed,
i look up to say thankyou,
hes gone,
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at home i wonder,
why me?
he couldnt of given to the beautifull girl up the sreet,
or it was for her,
and i just noticed him first,
or mabye...
it was for me...
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every night i look out for him,
hes not there,
every night i dont,
i feal hes there,
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one day walking my friends home,
i noticed some one,
it was,
the golden eyed man,
he floats towrds me in a fast but dramatic pace,
my friends screaming,
i stay still,
with fear,
he grabs my neck,
im thinking,
"hes going bite me,hes going to bite me!!"
all i can see then is an angle a trees and a house,
then a sharp pain,
crunches in my skin,
sounding like a bite in an apple,
i look back he smiles,
i feal my neck,
blood.
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more of this story later

best friend!!