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In the midst of a full moon

When all souls have gone to dream
...

one day
one hour
one minute
every passing of time holds a part of history
...

I stand with this noose around my throat

as a haunting voice counts down towards this end
...

An evening glow

The moon appears
...

I dream another world

I see stars shining and a moon glimmering
...

A day does not go by
that I think why am I still here
why is my heart still beating in this rhythm
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7.

a gift so wonderful

no one will look away
...

this rage overcomes me

I want to scream and let frustration take me
...

9.

I came to this world an angel

with golden hair and crystal eyes
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these days they come

these days they go
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on the night of halloween

the death is always high
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I am leaning on this sharp tip blade
with no balance or support
This insanity is eating at me
And death will reach my soul
...

No one will understand this pain
Everyday I am walking through a sunless path
...

i give you this tale of darkness and sorrow

i want you to listen carefully for
...

as we dance
we die
as we prance
we will not survive
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nothing to see, to hear
this dream of darkness is not real
it is just the darkest part of my imagination
but why would I dream such things......
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17.

thy days grow longer within the hour.
tears poor into this dark abyss
under thy feet.
rest, rest little one she purrs
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Halloween Night

In the midst of a full moon

When all souls have gone to dream

You walk alone in the graveyard



The date is Halloween

Celebration of the living dead

No clear minded thing will stroll the night



Walking past tombstones that glow

in the eerie moonlight

Shadows creep, and you shiver as fall's wind caresses your skin



Haunting pumpkins scatter the lot

Staring with carved faces

And shine with the flickering of candlelight



But one, one large orange face

stood out

The grin seems to spread across this face



This face is not carved... it's not

glowing with candlelight

It's alive



The glow is coming from itself

the ghoulish features are born from the

darkness of Halloween night



A wolf houls a horrific yowl

An owl hoots its night time delight

A creature runs across the shadowed ground



The night, once calm and peacful

Is now filled with noise

and the moon's blinding light



Why did you you walk the night?

Why did you stand and watch the pumpkin's grin get wide?

Why did you stay and watch while it came alive?



In the morining your family call the police

They never find your body

And when they walk the graveyard they walk past a pumpkin

Its face curved with a frightful grin, blood dripping from its sharpened teeth



You watch as they pass your killer

But it is your own fault

For you walked the haunted graveyard on Halloween night

For you walked in the Haunted Whippoorwill Pines

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