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A Haunted House
Upon the hill, shrouded in decay,
Stands an old, haunted house in dismay,
Whispers of the macabre, in the air they loom,
A house entwined in ageless gloom.
Where its halls echo horror & fear,
Screams & cries are all you hear,
The air is thick with heavy breath,
A symphony of dread and death.
Within its walls, where sinister presences dwell,
A deadly force, puts you under its spell,
Wails from the damned, pierce the still air,
The lost, sad spirits & their chilling despair.
Demons lurk, in the shadows they hide,
Malevolent beings, with malice inside.
They feed on fear, their hunger insatiable,
Leaving behind a trail of souls, unsavable.
The terror it holds cannot be foreseen,
With memories of all the horrors its seen,
Where ghosts & demons, terrifyingly reign,
It’s its heart a hauntingly, grim domain.
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Stands an old, haunted house in dismay,
Whispers of the macabre, in the air they loom,
A house entwined in ageless gloom.
Where its halls echo horror & fear,
Screams & cries are all you hear,
The air is thick with heavy breath,
A symphony of dread and death.
Within its walls, where sinister presences dwell,
A deadly force, puts you under its spell,
Wails from the damned, pierce the still air,
The lost, sad spirits & their chilling despair.
Demons lurk, in the shadows they hide,
Malevolent beings, with malice inside.
They feed on fear, their hunger insatiable,
Leaving behind a trail of souls, unsavable.
The terror it holds cannot be foreseen,
With memories of all the horrors its seen,
Where ghosts & demons, terrifyingly reign,
It’s its heart a hauntingly, grim domain.
© All Rights Reserved
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