FOLLOW US TO HELL

You belong to us now.

I say this with a bow.

You will follow us to hell.

As we ring the nightly bell.

Our servant you will be.

You’ll never be set free.

The town belongs to us.

No reason for a fuss.

☠️

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☠️

VACATION FROM HELL

Death has reached our shore.
More playtime in store.
A vacation this will not be,
But a horror for you and me.

♦THE DEAD GAME♦
by Susanne Leist

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A GARDEN FOR THE DEAD

Frozen in place.

Dripping tears for centuries.

Memories of a lifetime.

Praying for salvation.

A frown for eternity.

Will her tears sprout

a garden for The Dead?

THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist

THE END IS NEAR

The end has grown near.

The end we hold dear.

The sun hides its face,

No longer in its place.

There’s nowhere to hide.

Is time on our side?

THE DEAD are here.

There’s much to fear.

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IS HE DEAD AT HEART?

A creature of the night
who walks in the moonlight.
Don’t be fooled
by his beautiful shell.
For inside, he’s empty,
without a soul.

THE DEAD AT HEART
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Is he dead at heart?
Catch him if you can.

INNOCENT NO MORE

Innocent.

Alone.

Happy.

Content.

Until…

Drop those balloons

And run.

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FROM THE DEEP

I come from the deep sea.

I come only for thee.

There is nowhere I’d rather be

but with you

by the dark blue sea.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

THE DARK HOUSE

Dare to peek inside.

You may be surprised

about what we hide.

We will convene

in the main hall.

You will find out

what scares us all.

THE DEAD GAME

BLOOD MOON

 

Blood Moon

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Red reflects on the water

 

what we feel in our hearts.

 

As the day comes to an end,

 

we must face the night.

 

Turn not your face away.

 

Dare not take a step back.

 

Bear the brunt of the red moon

 

as it burns through your empty soul.

MY PATH SO NARROW

Translucent green
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I stroll through the fallen leaves,

 

a translucent green beneath my feet.

 

Red branches bring me shade,

 

protecting me from the harsh sun.

 

I walk alone through the silent forest,

 

no one to bring me pain or sorrow.

 

Alone is what I desire most

 

as I follow my path so narrow.