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Shadows

In the mid of night,
preoccupied with penning my muse;
I’m startled with a spectacle,
that is making me breathless.

An eerie feeling whispers,
the presence of the unreal;
that may be curious to discern,
another nocturnal soul.

But, it’s not amusing,
‘cause I can see now;
a grisly and horrid form,
shaping before my frightened eyes.

With every moment changing,
the creepy begins to sway;
dancing around in a vicious flow,
to put me in a bizarre spell.

While I’m about to pass out,
grab a glass of water for revival;
and recognize the evil shades around,
the shadows of my muse for Halloween.

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  • hershey101
    November 7

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    I like this this is my fav lines
    With every moment changing,
    the creepy begins to sway;
    dancing around in a vicious flow,
    to put me in a bizarre spell
    Really Cool! Nice and Spooky and thanks for entering my contest and good luck


  • Antebellum
    October 31

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    I reallly like this. the ending is great.
    thanks so much for entering.


    • chinmay
      November 2
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      Thanks for your comments and the Honorable mention.


  • Antebellum
    October 31
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    please reply and tell me when this is finished.

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