Roses are red,
Peaches aren't purple.
The cold grip of death
Which make worlds to crumble
Is but an inch away
So the mortal soul trembles.
Roses are red,
Peaches aren't purple.
The cold grip of death
Leaves you without another word to mumble.
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Hostel M2
Horror[Selected by @UniversalHorror ] One haunted hostel, two college students on the run, one DEAD man. When college freshmen Chris and Henry get caught up in the tracks of a wandering ghost haunting their hostel, the only thing they could wish for is th...
