Whoo is there

March 9, 2012
By runner55 BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
runner55 BRONZE, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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My door is shut my eyes are open, I stare at my window and wonder whats spoken
Who, Who, the object sings, and then i see it spread out its wings
It flies away through the dark starry night, and knew from then on there was nothing to fright


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