Dressed in lace and jewels
With fear nowhere in sight
Everyone seems highly amused
Until someone shuts off the lights
There is now fear
And many a scream
You wish you were out of here
Or you hope it's just a dream
The doors are locked
The room is full
You feel mocked
And a fearful pull
A scream pierces the air
Cold and shrill
It's filled with fear
It breaks your will
The lights come back on
A pale body is on the ground
In her blood it has drowned
For heaven or hell her sould is bound
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The Death Poems: Collection 2
PoetryThe second collection of poems about darkness and evil. This collection will have everything from zombies to nightmares. Collection 3 is now published, so please check that one out as well.
