ByQuite Quiet, writer at

He is always lurking around,

never made a sign or sound.

Only tear, pain and wound

when he comes out of the ground.

Don't try to talk with him,

don't listen to his offer,

even if it's only a dream
- you really think you're tougher?

He doesn't have horns

or pitchfork in his hand,

but just even his thoughts

are hard to stand.


Do you know about who this poem is?


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