Lynne . Tosh. - Whom is that

Whom is that!
That I see in the corner,
the dark, cold corner?

As I trip forward, stumbling
because I am scared...
I wonder this.

When I get close enough,
I feel like I've witnessed a murder,
a murder, that brings a hiss of death.
Because the fiend in the corner,
was something otherworldly.

Lynne . Tosh.

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