I am Owned


I was born into this world on Halloween
My soul was claimed by demons and monsters
I am owned by the screams, and the growls, and the howls
I am owned
By the ghost
And the zombies
And the night
I am owned
By the moaning
And the groaning
And the fright
I live for Halloween as it lives for me
I am owned by all
By the whispering wind
And the booming lightning
And the pouring rain
I am owned
By the cries
And the graves
And the terror
I am owned
By the suspense
And the creaking
And the thumps at night
Without a soul one has no passion no feeling no life
They are dead
And I am owned
By the moon
And the witches
And the skeletons
And I came into this world to be given life
And I was given life only to die
For my soul is not my own
But I live
By the ghouls
And the spiders
And the sprits
I live for Halloween as it lives for me
And I live for the dead as the dead who live for me

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