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Fiction  by RavenRook Email (gateway2heaven@eudoramail.com) Pale, scrwany and bed ridden
It won't be long when he'll be
death stricken
And it was almost the start of
autumn
When he passed away in that
date not known
Before his death he uttered a
wish
To be alive again to fulfill
the promise
He was heard by the demons
that sorround him
They summon their powers for
his reawakening
So in every midnight of the
twenty thirds of November
A black horse waits in the
grave of its rider
Out of the tomb comes a
hideous creature in cloak withered
With flowers and a letter in
hand to be delivered
His eyes gleamed as he rides
on
Gladness felt when mem'ries he
reckoned
But sorrow comes to his soul's
door
When there is no house to
visit anymore
He went there for three times
that night
Still the horse was out of
sight
So he just left the flowers
and the letter
But still be coming in every
twenty thirds of November.
"Diin ka na pinalangga?
Indi ko na ikaw makita"
"Pero biskan diin ka man
karon,
Akon man gihapon ikaw
pangitaon".
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