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This vision in white, ever cries for the one

Her hauntingly, hideous anguish is sung

For every October, yes, come Halloween

She arrives to create her unearthly scene

Screeching and screaming, waking the dead

Hoping she’ll find him, to release him, instead

He’s kept locked in the portal, of no escape

Left to hang, in limbo, with ethereal shape

Carrying on, she’s a spirit, a woman, possessed

Her worrisome wailings, his cause for unrest

 

October Writing Prompt – Worrisome wailings – Day 14/31
OctPoWriMo

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