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I stood by the door peeking through the crack of the room that housed the vulture looking eye
I held the lantern which gave a dim glow that reflected on the eye
I can't let him see the light of another day
It will not be long before the sound of his heart becomes silenced for good.
Another night I find myself looking upon the peculiar evil eye that pumps rage through my mind.
Oh how angry it gets me to hear the low beating of his heart.
His heart beat is increasing more and more.
The beating became so loud it was like pounding
I remained watching him ever so silently, the only sound heard was the heartbeat which grew louder and quicker
What is going on? It sounds like his heart is about to burst!
Then it dawned upon me.. the neighbors might hear what I am about to do
As his heart beat increased I began to feel anxious
The time has finally come for the old man to go
I yelled and threw open the lantern that I was holding
Only one scream came from him and one it stayed
Ahh!
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