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My dear

My dear

Hello my dear,
ignore the screams you hear.
The furnace heating the room,
casting the burning skin fume.
You wonder where all your friends gone to,
I eliminated them when they tried to keep me from you.
You haven’t seen the sun for many days,
I’ve locked you in my basement so you don’t run away.
You must be fine because you stopped your cries,
I promise I won’t let you die.
All the girls you’ve ever looked at,
they've been fed to my pet wild cats.
Don’t worry my dear,
no need to fear.
Don't fret my dear,
no one but me shall get near.

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BookWorm

Thank you. I love writing and reading creepy pieces. 

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Jason Brown

Don’t worry my dear,
no need to fear.

There's a very fine line between love and crazed obsession; this piece is written with its feet planted firmly on one side of that line.
The tone is perfectly judged and the imagery just creepy and hysterical enough, without going over the top (too much!).

A little disturbing and very nicely written {I just hope it's fiction!!}.

J ;)

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BookWorm

Thank you so much! I’ll leave it to your imagination on it being fact or fiction. Lol. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I just love creepy writing and reads! 

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