“While you rest unbound, asleep The Slenderman will take his keep His rounded face so blank, so graceful Dressed in suits that seem so tasteful Long dark legs that step and stagger Long fingers sharp like daggers Moving in such rapid pace Gaining on you with no haste So close to you, no less than an inch Do not move, blink or flinch For he delivers pure demise A cursed soul in disguise The Slenderman makes no mistake For he will have your soul to take….”
