Trick Or Treat
As I was loitering around,
Amongst those wheatfield,
Waiting for you to come,
At 3am .
As the full moon shone bright,
And the bats hunting,
I was waiting for you to come ,
At 3am.
As the demon inside me arose,
Thinking of the blood,
Dripping from that slice of meat,
At 3am.
As you walked towards me,
This time with a live demon,
My eyes turn red with glee,
At 3am
Copyright © Ritika Bhardwaj | Year Posted 2018
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