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The Blanket

 

I found it in the loft

In a dusty old chest

It whispered, come closer

Come get some rest

 

I made it to the bedroom

As slumber took my eyes

The blanket in a corner dark

Stifling long lost cries

 

I heard them in my dreams

A young girl's shallow wailing

I felt his hands around her throat

Under twilight slowly fading

 

I awoke to it upon my bed

He...

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ghost   Halloween   revenge

The Crimson Queen!

(Happy Halloween everyone!)

 

She rides upon a crimson horse

Its eyes as black as tar

Pray not to hear her whispered name

For she'll come to where you are

 

Her skin: as white as fresh-laid snow 

And twice as cold to touch

Her hair: as black as night itself

Hold your breath now, hush!

 

For if you hear the galloping hooves

Coming to your door

Run with all ...

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folklore   ghosts   Halloween

Oh come to me!

 

From the windswept clifftop

She could see below

Far below into the cove

Where lay, a body upon the sand

And, dragged by tide,

A waving hand

It swayed like the branch

Of a wind-laden tree


 

Come to me

Oh come to me!


 

A breath of chill

Now, caressed her skin

Whilst staring down at the cove

And the figure within

 

And upon her grasped

Su...

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Halloween   sand   life   death

Bed Of Bones

 

Come sit atop my bed of bones

With crimson hue

And darkened tones

 

Discard your flesh

Come join the rabble

For ecstasy waits

For those who dabble

 

I've cleared a space

Atop my bed

To lay your bones

When you are dead

 

I'll pick them clean

And hold them dear

Just so you know

'Tis only I to fear! 

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fright   Halloween

Seven Little Girls...

 

Seven little girls went too deep

Into the forest where shadows creep.

They found a path, which was never there

And wandered down without a care

 

In a clearing they heard a song;

A haunting tune to sing-along

It got right in their flesh & bones

A lullaby of dulcet tones 

 

Within their minds, there grew a cyst

Where danced the oldest, darkest witch

Who humm...

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Halloween   woods   creepy

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