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Night of the living dead. ~ Tribute to the creator ~ WES CRAVEN. ❤ 02/08/1939 ~ 30/08/2015.

Tonight is the NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD, his favorite book beside his bed,
THE HILLS HAVE EYES, he said,

THE RAINBOW , THE SERPENT with EYES of RED you Will hear them SCREAM, you Will hear their cries,

for the CREATOR himself of brain cancer , WES CRAVEN dies,

THE PEOPLE UNDER THE STAIRS wept their silent tears,
FREDDY KRUEGER himself though most frightening , his heart now filled with fears,

'Tis A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET, DRACULA, VAMPIRES IN BROOKLYN, CURSED, the words MY SOUL TO TAKE,

For the CREATOR himself, no sequel shall ever make,

SLASHER FILM'S to never be the Same,

WES CRAVEN ~ Long livest thee,
beyond the fame of TV

~ within THE HEARTS of YOU and
ME ~ rest PEACEFULLY.

Nardine Sanderson 31/08/2015

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Nardine Sanderson

The world is a little more duller without the light of his soul :(
I Will always remember him ❤

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Lucas Lazar

A flawless tribute to a creator, Wes Craven are words major within the horror genre. I didn't know that he had died. A greeting.

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Nardine Sanderson

Sorry dear one, tis very sad news indeed, brain cancer :( big hugs and love nardine xox

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Lucas Lazar

Despite the clinical advances cancer remains a very aggressive disease and deadly. Death with his Scythe sweeps it all and no one can escape, rich, poor, old, young people, poor people and noble people someday have to die, perhaps that is why a pending issue in all treaties of right is euthanasia, the right to die with dignity when the person decides it, euthanasia is an individual right and those who do not share it can choose not eligible for it and die between terrible pains and suffering. A greeting.

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