The sun is setting
The crickets are chirping
The air is heavy and still
The woods are dark
A presence is felt
Up your spine goes a chill
You quietly sneak
Down the eerie path
To see what evil awaits
A voice is calling
To guide you along
Luring you closer to your fate
Spiders are floating
Gators are lurking
Waiting for their prey
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Duck your head
Watch your step
This is where wild things play
At the end of the path
Land meets the black water
Where old legends are told
A voice starts screaming
"You better run,
Before the swamp swallows you whole!"
You turn to escape
It's much too late
You hear a snarling hiss
"Your soul is mine"
She whispers in your ear
And drags you into the deep abyss
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This is my playground Steemians. I've played in these swamps since I was a young girl. You can see what kind of imagination a creepy place like this can evoke, where the predators lurk around every corner. It was and still is a mysterious and magical place.
Awesome skull from Pixabay
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