Thanks for reading this you guys this is my first creepypasta its a poem. Now i whount to know if this was good or bad and if you guys have some tips i would appreciate it thank you and enjoy

Still i stand

in my home

which is nothing more

i wish i could cry

but i cant

because they will here me

and ill be nothing more

this world i live in is dark

only monsters live here

i'm all alone

these monsters are filled with hate and anger

spike and pity

they feed on fear

they can smell you

and if they do......they hunt for you

then your life is nothing more

i tear a little inside

knowing that their nearby

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