down beneath
under the earth’s surface
critters and all sorts of creepies
lurk
only to come out in the night to feed
on the slow, the sick, and the weak
then comes sunrise and back they go
into the deep
crevices of the earth
down beneath
under the earth’s surface
critters and all sorts of creepies
lurk
only to come out in the night to feed
on the slow, the sick, and the weak
then comes sunrise and back they go
into the deep
crevices of the earth
Cool poem! Has great post-apocalypse vibes.. or so I hope.
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Thank You 🙂
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