Some creepy Fog. Halloween.
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Night Mist
25 Oct 2011
The mist comes through
Creating a creepy gaze
A silence has come to town
There is something about this haze
It isn’t that cold
But everyone bundles up
People are easily startled
They feel something is up
The mist thickens into fog
It is so hard to see
Strange sounds now move about
Some say, “Time to flee”
Somewhere out in the far distance
A scream is vaguely heard
Some noticed, most did not
Bad things were the whispered word
As that night got darker
More screams getting closer
At home panic kept people
Not knowing what was the hunger
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