Bloody moonlight strewn across a path
of unkempt secrets.
Disease and fear hold sway over
people. And deep in the dark, lie
murders untold, stories of horror
and guilt.
Deep in September hang the souls
that have died.
Empty eyes, soulless and dead,
watch every day pass with dread.
Despair cowers under painful
memories, nightmares untold.
Nightmares arise in the blood
soaked skies of death.
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