Im My Halloween
what mainly goes on im my life and mindin my dreams it is halloween,
but no children are playing tricks
nor getting candy
instead i see a figure covered in blood of all kinds
and hes carrying some dagger
but i do one see metal all i see is blood
Now i see that everyone around me has been brutally murdered
like their intestines have been ripped out
now i run, but he gets closer and closer
and finally no one has survied for now i have been murdered by that misterious man
and the last words i hear are "Trick or Treat"
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