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Into the woods, I flee,
Yearning to be set free.
I don’t know which way to go.
I turn around, to and fro.
A light shines between the trees.
I peek between the thick leaves.
No one is on the path.
I can do simple math.
It’s them against me.
I’ll never be free.
THE DEAD GAME
It’s a magical night for a party.
Beautiful couples dance
between the glass statues.
Fancy gowns drape the perfect bodies.
The glasshouse shimmers in the moonlight.
The party is perfect.
A little too perfect.
THE DEAD GAME
Blue colors my vision
with perfect precision.
It coats the sky
as hawks fly by.
Color blankets the street
and each person you meet.
Blue mist fills the air
as shadows draw near.
The blue brings us close
to what we fear most.
MEET ME IN MAINE
Beneath the azure sky,
Blue Harbor, Maine,
sparkles and shines.
A retreat from city living
has brought us to her shore.
Too bad the cards hold for us
an Indian curse & so much more.
MEET ME IN MAINE
Drink to defeating
the Indian curse.
Drink to better days
and sunny skies.
Drink to Maine.
A more beautiful place cannot be.
It faces the waves of the dark sea.
White sand and quiet beaches galore.
You can’t ask for anything more.
Life is perfect as can be.
Come and frolic with me.
Tourists visit from far and wide.
Oasis is Florida’s pride.
Beware as The Dead descend.
We can no longer pretend
This is a perfect place to be.
The Dead will rise from the sea.
Darkness brings flying creatures and death.
Beware that this won’t be your last breath.
THE DEAD GAME
We stand alone in this bleak hall.
There won’t be dancing at this ball.
Time to leave this creepy place.
We must quicken our slow pace.
But since this is a horror story,
We will not be leaving with glory.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
Sunset brings shadows with the night,
Birds of prey springing into flight.
As a hue of red paints the night air,
A high-pitched howl sounds too near.
Residents hide behind locked doors,
As trails of blood seep through the floors.
The mansion rumbles with laughter,
Loud music reaches each rafter.
Gargoyles watch as quiet as a mouse,
As limousines line a path to the house.
At the harsh stroke of midnight,
Dancers freeze in the moonlight.
THE DEAD GAME
Snowbound at the inn,
no one can get in,
besides the cursed one
who has already won,
by picking off bodies,
one by one.
MEET ME IN MAINE
Walk with me through the moonlit forest.
Let our feet graze the tips of the grass,
Never touching the ground,
Held aloft by our love and passion.
Follow me through the endless night
To a land where no man walks.
Only creatures as dark as the sky
Dare to venture forth alone.
Love has no bounds or shackles.
We will be free to display our passion,
Without retribution from humanity,
As long as you remain mine.
Come with me, my ice princess.
Step award from the burning plains,
Where the heat burns your soles,
And love is hampered by the living.
Wolf extends his hand to me.
The words flow from him,
His lips never uttering a sound,
But his meaning is as clear as can be.
We can be together forevermore.
But the other has followed us to the clearing.
He will try to take me back,
And never release his hold.
His eyes burn red with passion.
Fire follows his footsteps,
Scorching a trail through the grass,
Melting his enemy’s cold trail.
They face each other.
Hot and cold from opposite poles,
Dueling until the end of time,
Both fighting for me.
Our games have just begun.
THE DEAD GAME
Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds quicken their pace.
The hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
THE DEAD GAME
I’m over here.
I can smell your fear.
You won’t be alone.
I can hear your moan.
I’ll be rising soon.
On the next full moon.
We’ll rise from down under.
On lightning and thunder.
You will not recognize me.
I’ll be different you see.
My new body is strong.
Now, do not get me wrong.
I still love you, my dear.
Of that please have no fear.
THE DEAD GAME
Come and swim with me
By the deep blue sea.
Where fish and dolphins play,
And the sun shines all day.
The ocean sparkles green and blue,
Like a wrapped present just for you.
The soft sand is so white and clean.
Perfection has no in-between.
Oasis is perfect to get away.
It is the best place I can safely say.
Except for the desolate night
That might offer us a huge fright.
Dark shadows emerge from their homes.
The sun uncovers only bones.
What happens at night is a mystery
Along with Oasis’ dark history.
Come and swim with me
By the deep blue sea.
Where fish and dolphins play,
And the sun shines all day.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist
