My sweet little Slender man
see you at never or dawn.
I’m weary of your game
thrives on schadenfreude.
Tall-man, suit and gaunt
turned me beyond daft.
I’m not killing them all
rather take my soul.
My bad, abide by you.
Home’s not a far view,
No fear! this bunny won’t hop
holding on a halogen lamp.
When I gasp as in blast,
you get ravenous lust.
drain my blood till I die
red as your tattered old tie
A glimpse of mine
cause you agonising pain.
wait till I bury you wholly,
with a piece of me.
-Winter❄️
Winter 