Horror Movies Rimas Dissolutas
Just a couple of more blankets,
lying out of reach in their fold;
Nightmare, Saw, Children Of The Corn,
where lurk devious entities;
Attacked with bare hands, it’s a blitz;
Eyes dead inside, heartless and cold;
Never watching again, you’ve sworn;
Your heart stops and you simply freeze;
Addictive as salted popcorn,
the splatter of horror movies.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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