
POEM YAY
I CAN'T RHYME -.-
Mistified fogs,
Muttering whispers
Don't look behind you
'Cause you'll be dead
Pitter patter of the rain
Darkness seeping through
Tip tap of feet
Blood over floor.
Scratching of mirrors
Its all of your horrors
Claws scratching floor
Crying- oh no.
POEM
Isabelle waiting at the tree
Waiting for her midnight glee
Knife in left hand and rock in right
Waiting to give someone a fright
So be careful this Halloween night
Or else you'll see a horrid sight
Good Luck to everyone !![]()
What I meant, was maybe have a pic with the poem part of it.What do you mean by combine both? It's only one entry per person so I think combining would count as two entries.