As I look across 

the pale grey skies,

My heart screams NO

i close my eyes,

The dream I’ve dreamed

of so many nights,

Hauntingly soft

full of terrifying frights,

The rider on

his ghostly steed,

Chasing with a 

terrifying speed,

As I crash through the trees

i run I will,

For if they catch me

they will surely kill….

.x.

 

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