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Death Veil

The black house perched on the hill,
was heavily haunted on a deadly still night.
It punctured the twilight,
that had bled mysterious pink light.
There she was.
Her movement obscure,
in the fog of midnight.
She wore a long tattered death veil.  
No one would believe this tale.
Was she coming back or coming to?
In my shaken soul,
terror saunters through.
Does her beginning and end intersect?
She's half alive and half dead.
She turns with a penetrating stare
with hollow eyes of coal.
She came to collect what life stole.

From an empty coffin in a six foot hole.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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