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You walk down the street,
a man appears from a store.
You stop,
so does your heart,
it stops.
The man,
he's crushed face turn at you!
He bleeds!
Where's his shadow!?!
Only a pool of blood!
And you realize,
he's dead!
A scream,
without a voice.
Where can you run,
he's walking at you.
With broken bones,
with a dead heart.
No where to run,
and he stops.
He's in front of you,
and he askes:
"Sorry to bother,
but where's the pharmacy?"
And he walks,
as you never were...

Very creepy poem Ile but I like it. Perfect creepiness!