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The Night Of Halloween

Walking down a street alone; You feel a coldness in your bones. Leaves falling to the ground; Behind your back a creepy sound. Crows, owls and scary things; Make you fear and go insane. You walk much faster and then you run; Begging for a rising sun. Within your sight you can’t believe; A nightmarish figure from your dreams. Blood, gore and then the screams; The Night Of Halloween. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha AH Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha “RUN”

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