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Michael Myers

we were just neighbors he had black hair and brown eyes we were hardly seven playing hide and go seek in the neighborhood in the dark fake plastic knives expensive halloween masks hollywood took my life for a picnic they call my childhood michael myers A girl moved to town from somewhere in the states said a meteor created a river there she always liked to make up horror stories and games and chants to go along with hyperventalating truth or dare and seances imagine yourself in a cemetary imagine yourself with no friends imagine you have an unstoppable desire to kill kill kill There were a few broken ribs a few doors busted down no one died but i will never forget what happened in that particular town looks like halloween just not the right day screaming children just out to play so many lines from your horror movie stolen right from my mouth tears in my eyes to the relisation that something so awful went soo far ask any of my old friends they will tell you of that great hiding place why some of my better friends ended up insane and never threw me away not sure how much longer i'll survive my exaggerated childhood on display wait till i grow up a bit more and then parade every other mistake i've made the loveless relationship i have with the world ends today his name was never michael myers, only few of us know his real name

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