Alone it sits on Dreary Lane,
Decrepit and crumbling,
Abandoned and forgotten,
Foundations all a-rumbling.
A silent house of nightmares,
Once home to crimes and shame,
Darkened doors and windows,
Filled with ill-forgotten blame.
Streaks of terror run throughout,
Once hunted down the halls,
Fear and loathing run rampant,
Smeared all along the walls.
A house of horror it was,
Once filled with pure evil,
Now it sits forever tainted,
No matter the upheaval.
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It is my first night. Alone in this house. Everything's quiet. Even the mouse. The house is so silent. It gives me a chill. As I stay here. The house on the hill. The windows are open.
Blood dripped. From your. Teeth,. My body. Fell limp. Underneath,. Your weight. Squashed my. Core,. I closed my eyes. Trying to. Ignore,. The burning. Pain in my. Neck,. All over my body.
Open To All Offers There'll be no gazumping here The price has been pitched perfectly Never cheap-but far from dear You can wander through the rooms Gain a sense of times gone by Is that laughter...
#household. They rolled back the carpet. To see what lay underneath. To their puzzlement. An old trap door was hidden beneath. Looking at each other. They tried the rusty latch.
#nightdwellers Eerie feelings here, As the buildings lay unused. The paths here are empty, And the flowers dead, unmused. And inside the manor house.
Black hardened eyes cold & dry,. Staring out into night,. Looking into a puddle of blue,. Reflecting the moon dangling in the sky,. No reflections. of a vampires existence of life,.
The clack of bones across the night, The eerie moon's most silver light. The howl of werewolves singing true, The moon is full then begins anew.
I spy with my little eye. A wolf died. And a little girl cried. I spy with my little eye. Trick or treat. Who will you meet. I spy with my little eye. A life for rent. And the devil is sent.
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