Hallowe'en The sun slides behind the horizon spilling molten copper slag a raven calls in screeching caw The moon will be ice tonight Mice and rats creep through the fields Bats wing the dusky sky I feel the ghosts and goblins near They sweep across the twilght by Witches brewing potent spells in... Sign in to see full entry.
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Trapped in lif'es surreal sleep Intimated by conscience, I weep Among the ashes of my childhood. Perhaps I understood .
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