One day without a peep

the anamatronics they did creep

doors and lights wont keep you safe

for golden freddy, he does Rake

(creepy pasta the rake)

Now that you lay down to sleep

you hear children who softly weep

marionettes, gift boxes too

the memory still haunts you

now without worry

now without care

the children stuffed into the suits

the animatronics would wear

The purple man now

they did find

Now is no more than a tear

After 20 years they did find their fear

now that their souls so wite

sent up to heaven

through the night

children laughing

now he sees

that there is just one more thing to say

“IT’S ME”

creepy pasta “The Rake” is not mine. It belongs to an unknown person