Sit and wait
Sit and wait for the ghosts of the past, my dear
Look out!
Look out for their fears
And their sorrows
And their tears
Look out for all the faces of those that'll never grow old
For their blood has already run cold
Sit and wait
For they hold memories untold
For they carry their sins' weight
For they already met fate
And they know it does not bring gold
But sadness and mold
And madness to those
Who got way too close
Sit and wait
But never forget
That these souls carry a silent threat
That holds more power
Than the darkest hour
And those who cower
Shall be locked in a tower
For they'll find defeat is sour
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Midnight Tales From The Depths of an Odd Mind
Mistério / SuspenseScary, creepy and twisted stories. The question is, are you willing to face your fears and read?
