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A poem (kinda) I composed about my first ever Organization XIII OC, the namesake of my screenname. The actual format of the poem was taken from the spoken words at the end of Michael Jackson's Thriller. Some of the lines are even the same.

Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize you neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for kneeling down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse and shell
A haunting noise is in the air
The screams of seventeen tormented years
And the unholy lusus naturae
Is coming now to take you away
And thought she fights to stay alive
He slowly starts to kill her
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of The Killer

Copyrighted by MJ
Warped by me