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Halloween Spirits
The spirits speak in their rhythmic tongue.
Thinning the veil with what they have sung.
They roam the streets among the breathers.
Posing as dressed up trick or treaters.
Every Halloween is their time for freight.
They emerge with the sun's dying light.
When it is dark and cold outside the houses.
Spirits play with the living like trapped little mouses.
Thinning the veil with what they have sung.
They roam the streets among the breathers.
Posing as dressed up trick or treaters.
Every Halloween is their time for freight.
They emerge with the sun's dying light.
When it is dark and cold outside the houses.
Spirits play with the living like trapped little mouses.
Published 31st Oct 2016
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1st Nov 2016 6:07pm
I really enjoyed this until I got to thinking of dark spirits mixing with trick or treaters - despite its fun rythum it is also very sinister :-)
excellent piece :-)
excellent piece :-)
3rd Nov 2016 5:10pm
Thank you! I really wanted to have a sweet and sinister mix, so that's perfect! :)
