For those who knows Hetalia, this is towards 2p!England... A poem for 2p england, If you guys don't get the poem at all, it's ok your not alone xD I don't get it either and I made it
Deep Dark Woods
Into the deep dark woods I go.
As far as my little feet could take,
my Cheshire grin too stitched,
and can be never be erased.
Oh the woods! Oh the woods!
How dark your shadows surround me,
filled with your horrors and suspense,
oh how I adore thee!
The little critters feasting on decaying flesh,
with the blood staining the rivers.
As I walk with my little bare feet,
how you tickle me so.
The owls voice out threats,
to scare me away,
oh! But how I love the horrors!
I shall embrace it anyway.
In to the deep dark woods I go,
the trees rip off new thread,
alas! This dress is new!
But nothing can be read.
Winds scream into the night,
like banshees who scream in pain.
Oh! How I love the suspense!
Please kiss me anyway.
Into the deep dark woods,
a cabin slouches in its rest.
as I entered the tiered cabin,
all was silent.
Into the deep dark woods I go,
into the deep dark woods I go.
Into the deep dark woods I go...
Into the deep dark basement,
the door opens a creak.
The light emitting a small line.
As a young man skips down the stairs.
a batch of cupcakes on hands.
Dripping with warm red liquid,
he hands it to a young girl.
Who eats,
the
eyeballs first...