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"You Wanna Play!!!"

Deep into the forest
I found a wooden doll 
Porcelain eyes, creeping from behind 
Like TV, the music haunted every step 
Falling into a paralyzed state 
The moonlight darkened before my eyes
The bitter taste of sulfur covered the scene 
 My heart pumped itself to sleep 
 Pure evil waltzes around the frigid floor 

My body of stone Claimed by a sudden voice 
"Get Up! Get Up, before I devour your soul" 
The same wooden doll, dark porcelain eyes 
Now speaks, his claws bracket around my neck 
"Get up, Simon wants to play with you!" 
In a sick demonic way, I woke with my lips are sewn shut, 
Silent, but alive! 
Simon sang a song 
"Simon wants to play, Simon wants to play! " 
"Simon Says, do as I ask or else endure pure evil" 
I wanted to jump to my feet
But, I felt frail and powerless
"Simon Says, beg for Life" 
I kneel, pleading with my hands
For he knows I'm mute
"Simon Says, yell a little louder." 
He can't hear my screams 
Simon bites right into my mind 
My eyes began to brim with tears 
He dances pushing tangible fear 

Simon then speaks,
"Simon Says, to stand on one foot." 
Blood slowly slips as I stood on one foot
"Simon Says, get on the floor, slither like a snake 
I slithered for a few seconds, then I stopped!
"Simon did not say to stop!" he mumbled 
Snatching what remains of my heartbeat 
Simon laughs, while he screams, 
 loosen the thread around my lips. 
Simon then pulls a dagger from his little vest
A slash at my ankle - I fell
"Simon then says, get up!" 
By this time, my adrenaline kicks in 
This wooden doll, dark porcelain eyes
No longer scares, I slam Simon against the tree 
"But, Simon Didn't Say." 
Finally, I broke free from the insanity of imagination.
Taking control of Simon's game
Simon looked at me with a sad face "Saying"
"Simon doesn't want to play with you anymore."

BY: PD
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