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by MyNomDePlume 0 reviews

Tiptoe, tiptoe/ Don't make a sound/ Nearby the evil lurks/ Waiting for you to come around

Category: Poetry - Rating: PG - Genres: Angst - Published: 2012-07-15 - Updated: 2012-07-16 - 130 words

First, I want to apologize for not updating "Poor and Unfortunate Souls" yet. I should be able to update 1 or 2 more times before I leave for camp in 9 days. Second, I want to apologize for the crappy poem below. It was in my head for an hour before I decided to write it down.
xoxo, Liz

Tiptoe, tiptoe
Around the shattered dreams
Discarded among debris
Of souls torn by wicked schemes

Tiptoe, tiptoe
Don't make a sound
Nearby the evil lurks
Waiting for you to come around

Tiptoe, tiptoe
Avert your eyes
The heartless are feasting
With their beastly disguise

Tiptoe, tiptoe
Just keep moving
Only when you glimpse the light
Will you see things improving

Tiptoe, tiptoe
You're almost through
The darkness is fading
And now so are you
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