Trapped soul

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Close your eyes, Feel the pain, This is my house, This is my game.

I hold your fate in my grasp

I clutch onto it and I won't let it go

Your pain is my power

And I will hunt you at the darkest hour

Hear the screaming of the dead as they warn you of what will come

Let their shouts haunt your mind

As I take back what once was mine

Let the cold air press against your cheeks

Like knives of the finest bone

My chains will choke you

As your soul leaves your body

It will float away 

And I will hunt it down

And when I find it

I will trap it 

And make it my own.

Submitted: March 15, 2018

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Charlotte Ross

It sounds really good, only I'm not sure if you want to thunt or hunt it down?

Thu, March 15th, 2018 6:03pm

Author Unknown

Thankyou Charlotte! I did not notice that mistake so you have really helped me!Thanks....OK this is awkward.........

Thu, March 15th, 2018 6:11pm

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