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Author Name: FreeGlata 2 Comments
Date Added: August 04, 2020 22:08:00 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Ghost Train

My life was out of balance,
I’d been swept up in a tidal wave 
Carried into the abysmal darkness I could feel him close behind me
Every step I took could be my very last
On these sea-swept cliffs as he stalked me
The black waters swirled angrily, hungrily below I knew that this horror would find me
No matter where I went
There could be no hiding…no escape…
Not this time I sought a better grip on my swift-fading sanity
But no hand-holds were found
Like nature’s pearl, I’d been polished by fear
As his evil hands of destruction accomplished the task
Of smoothing the sides of the cliff
I’d soon be flying over His hunger for the taste of pure fear
Was being sated ‘neath the dark moon
On this cold, wind-swept night The Ghost Train was at the depot
He was the engineer
And I was helpless to escape this ride to hell
With a sigh of resignation I boarded
Ticket in hand As my ticket was punched I whispered,
"Let the ride begin, and I know that only my life
can satisfy your unending, relentless pursuit. The whistle blew, 
The train pulled from the depot
Bound for the very gates of hell
Engineered by Evil himself
And his victorious laughter echoes forever in my ears
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Comment By: PremiumDan J. Mazurek on September 11, 2020 03:03:08 PM Report

Like nature’s pearl, I’d been polished by fear.

a beautiful line in from with your tears.

surprise me to read your shift 

very good 


Comment By: FreeHenry M. on August 30, 2020 08:31:55 PM Report

Not used to you writing from the dark side Glata, but it was very goos and it held my attention so guess what ? You still got it !!!


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