A boy dressed in black
Was walking down a dark alley
He had his hands in his jacket
Covering his favorite rings
He was looking down when he heard a groan
Suprised he looked up and a zombie
Immediatley he took his hand now in a fist and faced them toward the monster
In that same second the zombie turned to dust
Lol
I don't even know if that is a poem.
xD
But whatever.
=D
zOMG! is AWESOME!
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