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A Flashing Light in the Middle of the Day, Running Water Cast Away.
Help Me, Help Me, I Can Not Make it Stop. The Blood is Flowing and it is Hot.
A Crimson Moon Hung High in the Sky, Desperation and Countless Lies.
There's Something Hallow about the Flashing Light. The Sound of a Chainsaw in the Night.
Gather the Souls and Run While You Can, the Jack-O-Lanterns are about the Land.
Hear Me Now, Ole' Pumpkin King; let the Voices of Dead Angels Sing.
I've Come to Take Back the Night, and Give Halloween Back its Fright!
- by Lord Dagwood |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/08/2008 |
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Comments (5 Comments)
- angel of fortune - 06/09/2009
- Ryte . . . . .
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- violets_are_purple - 11/10/2008
- I like your description better than your poem. Perhaps you could work on THAT and submit it?
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- Captain rose_cheeks - 11/09/2008
- not bad i can understand it at least
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- too-lazy-to-write-my-name - 11/09/2008
- awesome just awesome
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- Damion Nash - 11/08/2008
- Lol I like this one. Don't be afraid to use contractions!
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