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Oct 31
A place were no sun shines,
It sends shivers done our spines,

But the "humans" here,
They dont live in fear.

Faces, a happy smile
While doing things so scary and vile.

I think i hear a whisper too,
Thats when the smile grew,

The dread it came to win,
It began to consume my sin,

I fall to my knee,
I am finally free,

The mind goes blank and back to full,
Suddenly i feel a pull,

The others they want me to see,
I quickly turned to agree,

They showed me the new world,
Everything was kinda curled,

Spirals began to form,
A feeling really warm,

I looked down and saw,
Blood dripping from my jaw,

Thats when i decided to write,
My fingers going all white,

It felt like chalk,
But the lines where red,
I could not talk,
Wanted to shed,

I scratch my skin to get out,
The blood it was about to sprout,

Everything went black after that
And now its death that spread
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