NIGHT IS COMING

 

The tombstones are dancing.

The winds are blowing.

Blades of grass are ruffling.

Night is coming.

To the town.

To the cemetery.

Where The Dead wait.

They wait for darkness.

For theirs shadows to blend in.

The streets of town they will walk.

Innocent victims they will find.

The games are about to begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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