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They burn inside, forever melting, forever in pain.
The fire begins to creep towards your doors.
Once Halloween had passed, they were born.
Any attempt to escape now, is forlorn. So dear listener, beware of the black and white thorns.
They'll find their way to your bedroom door.
Soon.
now how in the fuck?
hit single doodle
They've been waiting every night,
to roam around and invite,
someone new to play with them,
as for many years
they've been... all alone.
he's done joking around
you heard the man
Let me tell you a story.
Of a man named Cory.
On one faithful Halloween night...
He was in for quite the fright.
hey y'all guess who drew this? it's someone from gj. Also what do you think this is for?
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