ghost stories
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I walk through corridors of darkness I see voodoo imagery around me I hear whispers abounding in a cacophony Until I see a sign saying trick or treat, trick or treat As the darkness envelops me And I run away, try escape As the whispers are all screaming at me. Then I walk into a
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Face the wall Don’t turn around No matter what you hear Even if it’s frightening sounds Face the walk No matter what Hear the clock Tick tock, tick tock It matters not If it turns cold Feel life suspended Times on hold Hear the whispers As they echo around Echo around, echo around The fear
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Within the deathly hollows The moon lit up the night There’s a dance of twilight demons That have risen up in delight And dancing around a fire Mad and intense and full of fright It’s an eerie kind of feeling And a scary gruesome sight They cackle and they howl Like mad demented souls Ghouls
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I trip the lights and go to ultraviolet And as a result I see your shadow dancing And in the shadows of this hal light spectral glow We see each other through the ethereal glow The blue hue that I see you dance in shimmers before my eyes We live distinctively separate and different lives
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He felt her touch as he always did She came to see him on frequent visits They shared a connection no one could break They took each others breath away She was as light as an ethereal ether He was grounded and would beseech her Never to leave but to stay always She wished she
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Take me to the mountain And show me the world Show me the greedy And show how their actions hurt Take me to the mountain And show me the beauty Then show me how it’s now plagued And being destroyed by mindless greed Take me to the mountain Becasuse it’s like my church And from
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The house was dark The furniture made of old heavy wood The cobwebs hung everywhere we looked The candle light flickered in our hands As we walked from room to room trying to understand Why this house was miw so bleak and empty When once it was so full of happiness and life Books adorned
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Creep into the darkness The hairs on your neck rise And stand on end Feel the nerves under your skin start tingling She movement out of the corner of your eye See something moving in the shadows Feel the horror and terror of the night Hear the floorboards creak as you take each faltering step
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In the spellbinding garden Of the conscious mind Everything melts in the mists of time And paranormal phenomena Reaches out embraces and entwines The darkness as well as the light As the witchcraft and magic Combine with the alchamistic arts In the season of the full blood moon I feel the ether as it fills
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