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Slender Man

Sitting in this broken down bar,
Nothing but a taste of a wannabe star;
Sad and broken;
Pitiful with a painted smile;
Never knowing that the show is over; 
No one is watching,
No one is left to climb your mountain high.

Their souls were taken years ago;
While you were still hanging balloons in the yard,
while you had a bicycle and a pair of skates;
While you played hopscotch in the dark;
A trace of smoke trailed you, 
Slender-man saw you.
Slender man already had you in his pocket.
With that first fall, The blood in your mouth;
A shadow too big to escape.
With an empty chorus, your fate was sealed.

Singing in this broken down bar
Nothing but a taste of a wannabe star
Slender man is all that’s left.
The stage is dark, the show is over.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/28/2018 10:34:00 PM
Unsettling, even bordering on sinister. A very good write.
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Melani Udaeta
Date: 12/28/2018 11:04:00 PM
Thank you. That is exactly what I was going for.