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September 30th at 11:59 comes the opening of the door to a special month.

By Jason MortonPublished 2 months ago • 1 min read
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Now comes thee to the most hallowed of spaces

The magic hour that does stretch on for more

Than thirty days, a month of terrors and laughs

And one has no real chance but to enter that door


There is no respite from what lies within

Friends and lovers awaiting with a fright

All kinds of creeping and spooking await your soul

As you shudder to sleep with the ghosts and ghouls this night


And in this blessed moment of hell's yearly rise onto this Earth

The inner demon child slowly begins to awaken with memories and sweets

Every channel and transmission, servants bringing you your evil fix

As you anxiously await being frozen in fear on the edge of your seats


Appointments are made later to hide behind masks, scaring the undead

Be ready for their day to rise and walk among you

There's nothing more disturbing than that ghost-white face

And you're startled or scared by another chorus of BOO!!!


You've entered the door like each year before

Walking bravely into the valley of the demonic scenes

Even the darkness falls earlier as the demons rise

Bringing about an end to all that's peaceful with the demons' screams

Holiday

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Jason Morton

From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.

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    Written by Jason Morton