OUR SPECIAL PLACE

When the music plays,

and your body sways,

let my arms hold you,

and my body spoons you.

We’ll sashay to our own beat

and let the town fall at our feet.

As the demons fall from grace,

this remains our special place.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

THE HOTELS SIT EMPTY

1 A place like no other copy

 

Spring break is here.

Nothing to fear.

The hotels sit empty.

The Dead party plenty.

đź’”THE DEAD GAME đź’”