BYC Poetry Club!

Through burning flame and biting cold,
With an evil smile, and laughter bold,
He comes for you, with pointed teeth,
Waiting for you to fall asleep.
He haunts your dreams, he knows your fears,
He whispers dark things into your ears.
And when your hands tremble and shake,
Morning comes and you awake.
 
All the byc'ers will miss him
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I hide behind the curtain
I will be caught for certain
A man is lurking, on the other side


He pulls the curtain back
And I jump into a sack
But it is to late
I now have my fate
I am walked to the jail
I wail, but it is no use
for I'm not tied loose
My fate is a noose


(Haha! I like sad poems)
 
I hide behind the curtain
I will be caught for certain
A man is lurking, on the other side

He pulls the curtain back
And I jump into a sack
But it is to late
I now have my fate
I am walked to the jail
I wail, but it is no use
for I'm not tied loose
My fate is a noose 

(Haha! I like sad poems) 
here is a REALLY creepy one, lol:
A flickering tongue, a raging flame,
Adept at causing eternal pain.
Consuming souls, one by one,
Hunger not sated, still raging on.
Stinking flesh, black and burnt,
Rotting, turning into dirt.
It hungers for more as it creeps up your toes,
While you fervently pray for deaths final throes.
Yet you cannot die, you must suffer ths pain,
For you have entered Satans domain.
 

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