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Red Riding Hood
Contributed by
hawleescreams
on
Friday, 7th December 2012 @ 11:19:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Wandering in the woods, Just like red riding hood. Feeling like a helpless child, Yet still crazed and wild. Hiding in grandmothers home, After hitting the wolf in the dome. He still comes out every full moon, Only safe time is high noon. Screaming at the top of their lungs, Now the towns bell has rung. Run and hide, It's not all about pride. Wondering what is to come, Hoping your time isn't done. Running red riding hood, Where she stays in the dark wood.
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2012-12-07 23:19:27] (Date/Time posted on
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