With wanting nothing from humanity,
it balances on the edge of sanity.
Watching from a shadows faded light,
it patiently looks past humanities site.
Waiting.
Be afraid.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 13th, 2026 07:32
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Comments1
A poem with a sense of threatening menace. Well done my friend.
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