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Story telling,

in this,

the month of October. 

Change is our hero

under the cold darkness

it’s just easier

thinking it’s safe here

even though we both know

it’s just Halloween dress up. 

She puts smiles on faces,

open and giving,

with her ever revealing

set of pretty curves. 

It’s just easier

to set eyes alight

letting the others 

get away 

all safe and sound. 

Scary are the heavy cries

coming from underneath

an abandoned church. 

Oh bless me Father,

it’s been long enough

since we’ve been here last,

it’s just, it’s Halloween

and she promised

we’d make a sacrifice 

placing my forearm

out on the altar

begging her please

“Will you make me bleed?”