This night

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

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This night that the dead rise and walk,

This night when old walls talk,

This night of frights and startling jumps,

This night that the weak become prey in a demon’s hunt,

This night of ghouls and lycan breeds,

This night of tortured souls upon knees,

This night that the unseen are seen,

This night, our night, all Hallows eve.

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