Suspicion Poem by celia denatala

Suspicion



I am suspicious
of the man with the glare
that sends chills down my spine
I am suspicious
of the man who speaks with a evil tone
I am very suspicious
of the man who speaks about hunting in a tone
I do not recognize
this hunt he speaks of
scares me to the point were i am

suspicious

Sunday, August 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: horror
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this for my ninth grade lit comp class
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