Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds quicken their pace.
The hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
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Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds quicken their pace.
The hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
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Black as night.
Dark as death.
The evil one has come
For me this night.
His eyes shine in the dark.
He sees me and much more.
He walks the earth.
At night he’s the lore.
I cannot run.
I cannot hide.
He knows my secrets.
He knows where I hide.
The roses are wilting.
They crumble in despair.
No colors to lighten their mood.
Only black as they tear.
No footsteps hit the ground.
He walks with the wind.
His body whispers past me.
Chilly fingers brush my face.
He has me in his arms.
We take flight with the stars.
The man in the moon winks.
He takes delight in our games.
I close my eyes in defeat.
He has won yet again.
Cold lips crush mine
As I yield to his touch.
OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN
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Wolf returns to Oasis.
We’ve missed him.
His good looks.
Charming personality.
Deadly ways.
Will he arrive as a bat,
Or maybe as a wolf?
He could take the place
Of one of our own.
Will his appetite be as fierce,
His passions as strong?
So many questions
Waiting to be answered
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Life has come to an end.
Time has run out for me.
Evil one of the night,
He is strong as can be.
The winds rise in fury,
Calling him by his name.
He is known as the Wolf,
Who made The Dead Game.
A hand grabs hold of me.
Wolf has taken me down.
To his dark netherworld,
To tunnels under the town.
I roam the bleak dungeons.
Death wants to be my friend.
I refuse to drink blood,
On this, I will not bend.
In this maze of horror,
I track it round and round.
I will seek a way out
Till I fall to the ground.
My love must soon find me.
Please, Todd, take me from here.
The walls are closing in,
One more night I can’t bear.
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He comes from the sea.
Now he comes for me.
He only appears at night.
His presence gives me a fright.
He wooed me before.
He’s come back for more.
But I won’t wait here.
You don’t need to fear.
I’ll join the others as we run.
I know this can’t be any fun.
Arms are encircling me.
Now I can never be free.
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HORROR BY THE SEA
We have found the exit from this house.
We’ll sneak out as quiet as a mouse.
The owner must not know we’re gone.
He’ll chase us to death and beyond.
We’ll crawl down by the rocks and sea.
Make our way back in time for tea.
End House won’t hold us anymore.
We’ve seen enough horror and gore.
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The Dead are here.
Have no fear.
They love to play.
Come and stay.
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A green house in Florida.
Greenery and wildlife to the brim.
Trees with life of their own.
Birds unseen but heard.
Limbs reaching.
Grabbing for the next visitor.
Snakes slithering in their cages.
Wings flapping in the next room.
Surprises in store.
And so much more.
Come and join us.
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LA SANTA MUERTE
Welcome to the black saint of death.
Welcome with my last dying breath.
You grant desires and hopeless wishes.
In return we must sleep with the fishes.
Sacrifices are your pride and joy.
Then you treat us like a broken toy.
You stand there with your scythe and crown.
And your dark face bears a big frown.
We haven’t seen you for many years.
Now you are back in our deepest fears.
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Follow me to the clearing.
Where the trees part in fear.
For The Dead come to play.
And the La Santa Muerte
comes to rule.
She will rule with an iron hand,
and reward her followers.
Come and bring your sacrifices.
And your wishes will come true.
You will reap her rewards of
revenge and murder.
For the female Grim Reaper
is all-powerful,
all-knowing.
The taste of blood
can be so sweet.
Come and join us.
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