I STILL LOVE YOU

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I’m over here.

I can smell your fear.

You won’t be alone.

I can hear your moan.

I’ll be rising soon.

On the next full moon.

We’ll rise from down under.

On lightning and thunder.

You will not recognize me.

I’ll be different you see.

My new body is strong.

Now, do not get me wrong.

I still love you, my dear.

Of that please have no fear.

THE DEAD GAME

UNTIL THE NIGHT

Take the road to the Oasis Hotel,

Lined with trees shedding their pink petals.

A bright and sunny road

Filled with wishes & dreams.

No worries or despairs

Until the night.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

TIMES HARD TO BEAR

A town where the snow is black,

bringing coldness & fear.

Old remnants of tears held back

& times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,

fear covers in disarray.

Anguished & frozen with pain,

dark petals fall in dismay.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

PAST THE POINT OF NO RETURN

Down the rabbit hole we go.
Far beneath the earth’s surface.
Where The Dead wait for their savior.
We fall farther.
Deeper.
Past the point of no return.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

by Susanne Leist

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HIDDEN IN THE DARKNESS

Quebec holds secrets.

One of them is The Dead.

THE DEAD AT HEART

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HEAR THEM ROAR

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Tigers pace in their cages,

Waiting to be set free.

Animals fill the basement.

An awful sight to see.

Leashes jangle against bars.

Metal against metal rings loud.

As the gates slowly lift open,

Pointy teeth glisten without sound.

This cannot be happening.

This cannot be so.

No way are there tigers

in the basement below.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist