Dance With The Dead Read Count : 23

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I spent the evening inside my head.

An enchanting time as I dance with the dead.

Cloudy memories and ghosts of the past,

Old skeletons released from slumber at last.

Twirling and spinning, we dance around, 

Their graves sing out a haunting sound.

Angels and demons hop and prance,

While dark monsters stare as if in trance.

It's a subconscious festival of loved ones gone,

And my mind begins to awaken from the ghostly fog.

As my eyes open to witness the dawn light,

I await to dance with the dead again tonight. 

-samhudson

Comments

  • Dec 12, 2019

  • Tayah Greetan

    Tayah Greetan

    Dosen't Rhyme I Sang It On Gutair My Mom Told Me it Sucked.

    Dec 12, 2019

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  • Kierra  Raye

    Kierra Raye

    cool

    Dec 12, 2019

  • Kierra  Raye

    Kierra Raye

    cool

    Dec 12, 2019

  • Dec 12, 2019

  • His writing is interesting.

    Dec 15, 2019

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