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#acrostic How’s my outlook for today, On this gruesome, hopeless day. Readings say today... Oh brother. Reality really is a mother.
#BeginningRhymes #nightdwellers. Bang went the door. Sang did the witches. Bite did the vampires. Night came too soon. Blood in the hallway. Flood in the bathroom. Fright will fill you.
I'm the agent of fear, You cannot replace. Your tears I will taste, Endear and embrace. I'll jeer and I'll chase, No safe place of grace. Blood smeared over face, Shits growing fast paced.
Banging on the door Knock Knock Knock Even more The monotonous tone in my head Who's knocking.
#colourchallenge #saffron Saffron eyes pierce the shade, Staring at you with eyes so suede. Piles of bones they look upon, Something here as gone terribly wrong.
Now it's time to slip away, Not become one of those, For only dead can live forever, Its an oxymoron I know, For I have been attacked, By a creature of the night, And soon I will become one, It...
Rob the white had a very, very bad habit. He was a blood thirsty, meat eating, heart wrenching rabbit.
+18 #Nightdwellers I'm the agent of fear, You cannot replace. Your tears I will taste, Your fears I'll embrace. I'll jeer and I'll chase, No safe place of grace.
#adventchallenge. Back down south. The snowmen are there. They're angry with the humans. For leaving their bodies bare. Do you know how cold. The snow can be. When you're mostly naked.
There is a truly nasty tale, Which I am committed to tell in grim detail, About an ugly Christmas event, Which may be slightly inclement, To this "jolly" Christmas season, But then why bother to...
The fog is getting closer The darkness coming through Crawl under your bed Or they'll come for you Creeping ever closer Coming right for you They have a thirst, a hunger And you're never going back...
Fear as the sun sets, shadows shift in the night, Why is it that twilight brings such fright. Creatures of darkness plunge into the night, All my sympathies cannot make it right.
I yearn for the hunt, My name it calls, Under pale moonlight, Over darkened moors. I long for the chase, Prey in my sight, None shall find peace, In the deep black night.
Bats are creepy Rats are creepy Cats are creepy too All out in the dead of night Their eyes are watching you.
Close your eyes tight. Keep the ghouls out of sight. Don't let your fears give you a fright. Avoid the soul catcher with all your might. Don't let the bogey man get you tonight.
Costume time Who's which. Flip a dime To see if your the bee. Make up on In disguise For the full moon. Capes are long Flowing in the Winds song. Colorful wigs are worn A scary thing is born.
I spy with my pumpkin pie Green oozing boils And a pretty glass eye Angry gargoyles Crunching on bones Children screaming Running for their homes No ones dreaming This scene is for real Banshees...
Climbing, climbing, Up the walls. On the cieling, Through the halls. Climbing, climbing, Here they come. Thunder crashing. Wind of storm. Climbing, climbing. Thousand eyes.
Fog at your window Tap tap tapping All night long Happily you'd surrender If sleep was at your door Your stomach growls with hunger Do you venture downstairs.
#halloweenparty. When the moon is at full height. It must be the dead of night. There is something there. You can feel your hair. Standing up and turning white. For when it's dark and cool.
#Halloweenparty #invite An invitation in the post, Covered in blood, and many a cockroach. A piece of mail sent by me, Barnacle encrusted, baby's pee. A letter of invite, Filled with a dead sprite.
#halloweenparty. There's a party going on. Starting at midnight. It's a ball for Hallowe'en. Here's your cordial invite. I think you know the dress code. It'll need a spooky touch.
#colour I'm orange inside and out, your insanity I'll make you doubt. Sharp razor teeth, and terror I bequeath. Empty hollow eyes, makes the fear in you rise.
#nightdwellers We are the things that go bump in the night, That send chills up your spine and freeze your skin with fright, We are the scratches, the creaks and the moans, That you tell yourself...