Horror Fans
blood dripping, axe swinging, gun shooting, lives hanging.
Call the shots, save the lives, make it worth while.
Addicting, exciting, scaring, deciding.
What will the outcome be?? Will evil prevail?
sychopaths, druggies, abused, deadly.
Lost love and never found their path again.
There are legends, there are fatalities, there are choices.
Artists, within a screen, exhilerating, breath taking.
Some clear out of the shots make the story, what it is.
Blood dripping, oozying, running, draining.
Screaming, crying, dreaming, dieing.
The artist purely a fan in such a disasterous element.
A little bit of demon, little bit of sickness, of masterminds, of evil.
Creating Love, art, heart, dreams, books, worlds.
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