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Hidden in the fog, with the morning light
Maniacal mysteries, and terrible frights
No people to see, at least no one living
Milmonyville, was a place, unforgiving
Tragic tales, of murder, filled the town
Claiming the men, who didn’t back down
Nefarious carrying on, in the streets
You best run now, go on, use your feet
Hightail it out, of the land filled with dread
But be careful where you step…
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Or you could wind up dead.
September Writing Prompt – The mystery of Milmonyville – Day 13/30
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SarahC said:
enjoyed, wanted more lol!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
I haven’t written a story in a bit. Must put it on my to-do list 🙂 Thanks, Sarah!
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~M said:
Lol… read mine and you’ll see why I’m laughing. 😉
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Yes! Great minds lol
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