Old Abandoned House -Halloween
it’s got me in it’s cold fanatic grip
still able to quip the foes
but finding the prose
far too inadequate
to describe what I felt inside
and went through tonight
in that old abandoned house
whether it was a mouse
or a barn owl
I sure as hell
got the hell scared out of me
let it be, I think, but I don’t
part of me won’t let go of the hope
that there’s something out there
creepier than I’ve ever seen
happy halloween
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