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A farmhouse in Iowa Eight people killed with an ax The killer never caught These are just the facts It happened a hundred years ago On that fateful night All killed in there beds didn't put up a fight They say the place is haunted Go there if you dare My wife and I are ghost hunters Not easy to scare We decided to spend the night No one there but us What would happen next I'm reluctant to discuss Voices of children talking Are some of the things you'll hear Objects levitating off the floor Can give you quite a fear I'm seeing things I couldn't believe Are my eyes Trying to deceive? Unseen entity Tugging on my shirt Starting to get worried Don't want to get hurt Everything I told you Is honest and true We spent the night alone there I wonder would you?
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 8:38 PM UTC
Haunted Farmhouse
A farmhouse in Iowa Eight people killed with an ax The killer never caught These are just the facts It happened a hundred years ago On that fateful night All killed in there beds didn't put up a fight They say the place is haunted Go there if you dare My wife and I are ghost hunters Not easy to scare We decided to spend the night No one there but us What would happen next I'm reluctant to discuss Voices of children talking Are some of the things you'll hear Objects levitating off the floor Can give you quite a fear I'm seeing things I couldn't believe Are my eyes Trying to deceive? Unseen entity Tugging on my shirt Starting to get worried Don't want to get hurt Everything I told you Is honest and true We spent the night alone there I wonder would you?
#death#paranormal#house#spirits#ghosts#haunted#ghosthunter
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 8:38 PM UTC
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