Drip, drip…
Some things are drippy…
You know; as in they drip, drip…
Drip, drip…
Water’s drippy…
Drops goes drip, drip…
Want to see all the drops?
Hold your head under water…
Here, I’ll help you…
Drip, drip…
Sadness can be drippy…
Tears goes drip, drip…
Flooding your face…
You scream…
Why me?
Drip, drip…
Fear is drippy…
Sweat goes drip, drip…
You thought you could run…
Now all you can do is hide…
I’ll find you…
Drip, drip…
Your mind may be drippy…
Your sanity goes drip, drip…
I love games…
Marco? Come on Polo…
Peek-a-boo
Drip, drip…
Death can also drippy…
Blood goes drip, drip…
That was a very naughty thing you did…
I’m afraid you have to be punished…
I can’t trust you anymore…
Drip, drip…
Drip, drip…
What did you think
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Hmmmm. Well the idea behind it and the repeat adds to the poem, but I'm almost confused by your train of thought throughout the poem. It's a dark ending to a poem that honestly can be misconstrued in so many ways.
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huh?.. that is extremely creepy hun.. but so amazing... good job
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Wow, this is hilarious. I love it, it's dark, but at the same time funny and sad. Interesting. Great job with this. I like it.
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Sounds all most scary1 But hey, i love it...it's so real!!!
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This is kinda eerie. But truthfully I have people I would love to do this to thank you for sharing this with me.Best wishes
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