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Mar 2015
You all know about the house in the woods,

Well it wasn't really made from sweets and all things good.

It's really made up of people's souls,

their bodies left to wonder the forest no longer whole.

They try and scare the children away,

because they know too well what happens if they linger and stay.

The witches cooking up dark magic inside,

using it to keep them alive.

They pray on the child's imaginative mind,

As they know curiosity kills our kind.

Everybody loves to check out the story,

looking for some glory.

To be the first to prove it a lie,

but til this day, it hasn't happened because all have died.
Horror, woods, witches, scary,
Alice Morris
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Alice Morris
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