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Werebetween
UNDERLIE In the cemetary Rest the weak and weary; Quiet in their repose We the living suppose. Night after night deterred When life is what's preferred. Stuffed in a boxed holder No room to turn over. Life unconventional Live institutional. In crypt or grave shrouded Conditions are crowded. UNTIL Comes the one night a year The one that mortals fear. It takes their lives beyond Material respond. Into the nether world Where locks turn white and curled. Then fright stretches each hair - Welcome to your new lair. HERE If you survive training Your life that's remaining Will get to pick and choose Who or what you'll infuse. Be what you want to be The style that sets you free. A ghostly werebetween Living for Halloween. HELLO Freddy, Edward, Chuckie, Dracula, ... ~ ~ R. I. P. ? ~ ~ Werebetween #333333 Digital beams Encrypted means Dimention's depth By a hair's breadth. Time passes on Laid out - not gone One of our own OOPS! He's not alone!
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