Lyrical Riffs The light shines in the darkness,
Cloaked in pumpkin orange,
And cobweb grey.
Flickering tea lights peek from doorways,
Garnished with plastic skeletons,
Running with ketchup blood.
The darkness rises like a gloomy dawn,
Sending shudders through the lovers of light,
Putting the fresh rise of dawn on hold.
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Famished treat hunters,
Hoping for a smile and a lot of sweets.
The light shines in the darkness
And the 31st of October cannot overcome it.
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