i have left the world of shaded color black and white are now strong not a single shade of gray here fears come to life in the name of the shadowed man he is not a man really but the essance of the fear the fear left from your day He is is what makes the good bad the shadowed man grins as he eats your soul leaving nothing but a screaming empty shell he stands on top the dark cold world laughing at your plight he is the boogie man you knew him when you were young and small but now that you are grown he takes a new form one of uncontrollable madness the shadowed man rules this land the shadowed man knows your mind what is it you fear?
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
when i was little i never called him the boogie man. he was always the shadowed man.
morgen90210singapore, Central Singapore SingaporeJul 15, 2012
I Dont know which is more scary ...your poem or scary movies ? Someone to over take stephen king in horror realms ...in Asia they called him oily man .
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