Chakron
I am the one hiding under you're bed. Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red.
I am the one hiding under you're stairs, fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair.
I am the 'who' when you call: ''Who's there?''. I am the wind blowing trough you're hair.
I am the one hiding under you're stairs, fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair.
I am the 'who' when you call: ''Who's there?''. I am the wind blowing trough you're hair.
Laat alsjeblieft een berichtje achter. Om m'n gastenboek te voeden. Anders wordt hij nog chagrijnig ook!
























