THE PARTY

 

 

A luxury yacht sails the ocean.

Aboard are many guests,

Dressed in jewels and ball gowns.

Champagne flows freely.

Music fills the night air.

Bodies fall into the water,

Some are swimming,

And some are not.

Blood trickles into the water,

Covered by the moon’s shadow.

Cries increase in tempo

Until silence sweeps the dark ship.

DARK SHIP

 

 

A luxury yacht sails the ocean.

Aboard are many guests.

Dressed in jewels and ball gowns.

Champagne flows freely.

Music fills the night air.

Bodies fall into the water.

Some are swimming.

And some are not.

Blood trickles into the dark water.

Covered by the moon’s shadow.

Cries increase in tempo with the music.

Until silence sweeps across the dark ship.

THE DEAD GAME continues…

 

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