Unworthy School
Brandon Crooms
11 Apr, 2016 04:03 AM-Sitting in the back of a deserted classroom, Bones scatter the floor, and the walls are pealing like... like burnt flesh ripping from the skull. -All of the lights are broken, the glass sparkles against the ground The air smells of freshly cut grass on a Saturday morning. -Walking in the hallway, Blood stains the white polished floors, rusted and broken lockers against the walls. -The light rods are swinging, creaking in the dark Against the light, a giant figure stands holding a blood soaked knife. -Wearing a pale white mask, the darkened eyes shine through, Looking deep into his victim's soul, -And, you...drop the blade...
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Post a Comment11 Jul, 2016 10:47 PM
i love your poem
03 Feb, 2018 02:16 AM
Thanks!