Frightened in the Witching Hour
I am being watched in the witching hour
I know without knowing how I know
an ominous feeling Halloween night
ethereal entity’s superpower
east winds rise up, a blustery blow
magic is involved, I feel it might
entity soon materialized
starting out from a surreal glow
werewolf rose up to an unnatural height
my frightened blueblood homogenized
I never divulge this devilish sight
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