THE DEAD AND GONE

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THE DEAD AND GONE

A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.

Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.

Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME
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OLD BOOKSTORE

Why don’t we have these anymore?

Books covering ceiling to floor.

Happiness between the binding.

What a perfect and safe finding.

Read in the candlelight.

Nothing can be as right.

Pictures and words before my eyes.

Reading about truth and some lies.

You’ll definitely find me hiding.

The tall shelves of books I’ll be minding.

IN PLAIN SIGHT

I resemble a character.

An evil witch.

Hiding in plain sight.

In the town of Oasis.

Florida’s paradise.

I will make my appearance.

In Book 2 of The Dead Game.

Join the fun.

Book 2 will be here all too soon.

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Source:

I WALK ALONE

Water swirling at my feet.

I walk alone this cold night.

I walk in heavy darkness.

Dense trees block the fading light.

I know where he’s hiding.

This creature of the night.

His cold arms will take me.

To dungeons without light.

THE DEAD GAME

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