Poem -

hallowween

A time for thrills,

A time not not to chill,

A horror film.

And if you don't believe in ghost its sin to wonder,

A spooky cartridge or a dead rotest soul.

Or maybe some woe;s.

Like a head tied to a tree or a demon chased to seek.

A cordance trick of treat kind of find.

Or just a killer loose on the line.

started your owe mind,

but can;t get the dripping of the blood from behind.

scared out of your wits.

and your shoes don't even fit.

Bones shaking to cold a degree from a startle moment you can not see.

Itching skin that crawls from the sea.

green monsters that make you cant sleep.

having the courage to be able to think.

spiders, snakes, scorpions, and stakes to stick in theirs sake.

protecting the pace in an evil race!!!.

sacrificing your life to think you going live twice.

but the odds are non when you know the devil has;sent  won.

the cold battle that left the sun.

And the darkness that creeps beyond the sprite.

trying to take over your soul in the unknown.

and them that's when all the secrete are expose.

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