Night Of Fright Poem by Pierre Pabstel

Night Of Fright



Dark thoughts
Enter this night
This Cused holiday
The Night of Fright

Knife in hand
I hunt the dark
To satisfy my thirst
To find my mark

My victim dies
She bleeds to Death
On her neck she feels
My frigid breath

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Pierre Pabstel

Pierre Pabstel

New Brunswick, Canada
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