The Thing on the Doorstep
Lavinia Whateley
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Good evening, my old friend I hope I have not woke you For I know the hour is late, But I'm sure you will grant me this wish Do not let my form perturb you For I am not here to disturb you I beg for your forgiveness For I now know that you were right My endless thirst for knowledge Led me down a road of madness Enticed by powers ancient and arcane I have paid the price of hubris What you see is not an illusion It is me, your dear old friend Now back to my little wish Please put me to an end The thing on the doorstep Please, I beg of you Please, kill me Please, I beg of you Please, kill me
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Written by: James Walsh, Stephen Samaniego
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