RISING FROM THE DEEP

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From under the sea

they have come for me.

Rising from the deep

they come when I sleep.

 

Through the small town, they roam,

looking for a new home.

Blending with tourists at day,

but at night they get to play.

 

Bloodthirsty as they are,

they don’t have to go far.

They take sustenance within reach,

leaving dead bodies on the beach.

 

Tourists flee the hotel

before they’re doomed to hell.

The evil one walks tall.

Our town will surely fall.

 

💔PREY FOR THE DEAD💔

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