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The Dullahan

Author: HisNameIsNoMore
ASL Info:    28 - Male - Ohio
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Words: 89
Class/Type: Poetry /Legend
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The Dullahan

The road wailed through the weird,
as fear would rise from orchard to weald,
galloping nightmares in fecundity;
galloping nightmares in ferocity.

The door died on the hinge,
as locks would rust from Hell to home,
shivering in the cold decline;
shivering in the cold denial of time.

The end arrived upon a stead of twilight,
as death would reign from terror to trite,
encroaching lash of that human spine;
encroaching damnation of searching eyes.

The soul was gone,
perished with a call,
from the Dullahan.

Submitted on 2016-10-19 19:36:32     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Hinge doesn't rhyme with home. Spine rhymes with eye but not so much with eyes. I would change either eyes into eye or spine into spines. Just some advice...
| Posted on 2016-10-20 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]

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