One Hell Of a Night By Richard Maxfield 4-28-2000 Knock knock on the wall The ghost of the past Here to haunt again It wont be the last Quite foot steeps Coming down the hall Slowly open the door No ones there at all Crack and pop The old house moans Lonely dog howls Anguished spirit groans Sharpen claws scratching On the window screen Chills invade the room Of demon fend Haunted shadows dance Twisted trees in the wind Alone in the dark No where a friend Shutters slamming As lonely wind blows Creaking doors from what No one knows Unfamiliar scents waft Suddenly their gone Creeping feeling Your not alone With in the darkness Where torched souls scream Disembodied spirits roam Horror, pain the theme Hold tight to the pillow Waiting for mornings light Cover your head One hell of a night Copyright # RM99R4Birth sign: Gemini
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