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10. Skeletons SkinnedA Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereIt is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream. Edgar Allan P.. |
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11. But Sleep...not yet!!!A Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereAll that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. Edgar Allan Poe |
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12. Camera ObscuraA Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereA 'scream' is always just that - a noise and not music. Carl Jung |
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13. WerewolfA Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereCrying wolf is a real danger. David Attenborough |
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14. The Quiet after the StormA Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereThere are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm. Willa Cather |
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The Child's MasqueA Story by likeablemicrobeA child attends Poe's Masque of the Red Death |
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16. My Last PoemA Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereThis is my last poem, A swan song of only black notes, As always, I’m writing with poisonous thorns And my dark, dark blood, Now .. |
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7. The Horseman of the NightA Chapter by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereI have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect - in terror. Edgar Allan Poe |
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The TreeA Poem by bearwoodbearA long ballad style poem with a horror undertone about a tree that is more than a tree. |
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Haunted Days of PastA Poem by Ravena little bit about Edgar Allen Poe and his hard horror life he lived. trying to be at least |
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NevermoreA Poem by TiarraThe speaker waits as guilt eats him alive, and he waits for a Raven to arrive. |
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Reluctant LoveA Poem by LovecraftA man both loves and hates a woman. |
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Something In The AirA Poem by Erica MotionlessIs- Is there something in the air?Why does every breath burn my lungs?Doctor do you have a diagnosis or am I just broken?All I can hear is the music o.. |
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Perfect symphonyA Poem by Enchanted-Raven~✤~~❤~~✤~Between the realm of heaven and earth,clouds dance in moon beam skies..That is where I see you my love,shining among the.. |
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VenusA Poem by acid_ianA classical poem with set rhyme scheme and (hopefully) what was a dark twist at the end |
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Like Slick Rick I Like To Tell A StoryA Poem by Mario VitaleHere's a little story that needs to be heard about an old couple who lived in the hood |
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I ForgetA Poem by CrimsonHintsI forget about the stars we saw in the fields of Indiana,And our golden laughter bellowing from inside our chests.I don’t remember our nights in.. |
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room.A Poem by idontknowanymorewhy have you gone, to leave me,a pity a mopea slag.i need you,and i was there when you needed me.i was your crutch, i was your punching bag,i was what.. |
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