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Foxy's Story (FNAF)
Stuck behind the curtain,
Abandoned and forgotten.
Here is where I remained,
Since the bite of 87.
The others gave me praise,
While the public shunned me away.
At midnight we can roam here.
Yet at 6, its our lonely grave.
The pizza diner has faded,
From its once proud glory.
Now here we remain to rot,
In this bloody purgatory.
The darkness of the cove,
Reminds and consumes me.
I hear tell theres a new guy,
Can he can be my company?
So I dash and get rejected,
Through the slamming of metal doors.
As now I roam and cry back,
To my cove’s ice cold floors.
So here I sit again,
Waiting for no camera view.
You might not see me this time,
But I will definitely see you.
Freddy’s orders are to kill,
But can I follow through?
For do they really deserve it?
Do I break and start a new?
Chica craves new meat,
But is it worth my time?
Why should I help them?
They are all so blind.
Bonnie practices,
His brand new cord.
He has such a talent.
But will never be heard.
The darkness of the cove,
Reminds and consumes me.
I hear tell theres a new guy,
Can he can be my company?
So I dash and get rejected,
Through the slamming of metal doors.
As now I roam and cry back,
To my cove’s ice cold floors.
So here I sit again,
Waiting for no camera view.
You might not see me this time,
But I will definitely see you.
It’s me… behind the signs.
But You refuse to see it.
You will know our pain,
And the suit is a perfect fit.
Why am I stuck alone,
While they get to see daylight?
Why must I be alone,
The one who stays out of sight?
They shut me out,
Like the man behind the door.
This is what kills me,
Straight down to me core.
I have had enough,
My hook must drip red.
And there is nothing you can do,
There is nothing to be said.
The darkness of the cove,
Reminds and consumes me.
I hear tell theres a new guy,
Can he can be my company?
So I dash and get rejected,
Through the slamming of metal doors.
As now I roam and cry back,
To my cove’s ice cold floors.
So here I sit again,
Waiting for no camera view.
You might not see me this time,
But I will definitely see you.
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