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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Its dark, i cant see In this park, its just me A wrong turn and I'm lost wandering Was too deep in thought just pondering There's no one around its dead quiet Pitch black at night, total silent I feel the cold of a beasts stare From the shadows it's everywhere teeth that'll tear through bone and muscle Eyes that glow at night Gotta pick up the pace and hustle Theres no way to stand and fight It's cunning trot is getting nearer Try to focus my eyes to see clearer It's large I can feel the steps on the ground It's quick, I hear it moving around It's stench is unmistakably evil It's intentions are unmistakably devil Like a bullets release, it's come Now I know where it's coming from No fight, just flee At night, just me What kind of god can let this be Try to run, feet are frozen My final moments, right now, I've been chosen It's gaining speed It's got one need To feed My first step weighs a ton Step after step, one by one Pick up the pace Or it's my last race It's coming The fear is numbing It's got no emotion Beg for my life? It wouldn't consider the notion It doesn't wanna hear me plead It just wants to make me bleed Start to run I'm thinking This is no fun I'm sinking Like running in soup I can't recoup The speed I had as a kid Wishing I could remove a lid Of a can of whoop ass On this beast but its too fast It's breath is on my back I can feel it Everything's still pitch black I can’t see it One more step, and I'm weightless Picked up twenty feet off the ground This part is when I'm helpless I land hard like a truck, and I'm stuck It's weight on my back Ready to attack Face down On the ground The only sound Is the sound Of this beast of a hound With its feast That it has found Why am I awake for this? Why must I be the only witness? To these teeth ripping me to a shred This beast wished me dead No pain. just the pressure of fate If anyone came now, it'd be too late Acceptance is my only mechanism This is how I die, no more skepticism As my mind goes, my life passes My loves, my losses, my contributions It all passes The last thought through my mind; this time The beast that easily destroyed me Will destroy you, you'll see Because this beast has a name in this rhyme The beasts name Is time
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