HE’S RETURNED FOR ME

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🎭PREY FOR THE DEAD 🎭

 

Has he returned for me?

Is he a hybrid or a vampire?

Will I recognize him?

PRAY FOR ME

 

 

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Pray for the victims.

Pray for the town.

But don’t forget

to pray for The Dead.

They return to Oasis.

No one will be safe

from their wrath.

Hold onto your faith.

Seek shelter from the storm. 

For the demons of hell

will soon rise.

Trust no one.

Not your friends

nor loved ones.

Hell will open its doors

and release its worst.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

BOOK TWO WILL BE RELEASED SOON

I WILL BE GONE

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A nip in the air.

A chill in my bones.

The Dead will be here

And in our own homes.

 

Palm trees will shiver.

The ground will quake

Along the river

And by the lake.

 

Take me far away

From this creepy place.

I refuse to stay

And see his pale face.

 

THE DEAD GAME 

BLACK AS NIGHT

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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

THE DEAD GAME

RED

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Hues of red fill the humid air.

The residents hide behind closed doors.

The tourists huddle in fear at the hotel.

The town waits deserted and quiet.

The woods rumble with music.

Dignitaries visit from around the world.

Limousines line the paths to the glass house,

Where guests fill the dance floor.

Linda watches them laugh and drink.

An undercurrent lies beneath the gaiety.

As if evil waits to raise its ugly head.

The Dead Game has begun.

THE DEAD GAME

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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

NATURE HAS SPOKEN

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Lightning hits the spot.

Thunder rumbles by.

Clouds flee in horror.

The sky turns black in fear.

Our town is under attack.

Nature has its final say.

THE DEAD GAME