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To feel alive with your terrified pulse pounding, to feel the warm embrace of love, to have your teeth chatter with fear, the stomach quivering nausea of dread, or the blinding throes of rage, is what I offer with this collection. These horror poems I share with you have blazed the flames brightly to inspire me to create the most ghastly of horror tales and the most powerful of rock songs to date. You’re going to know my soul crushing angst in ‘Blood in the Pouring Rain’ as I saved my father’s life. You’ll look over your shoulder a glance or two maybe with a tear hearing the haunting ‘Sarah the Eternal’. And maybe you will laugh and howl along with ‘Ghost on Christmas Mountain’ to lift your spirits.

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#ghost #ghosts #ghoul #cougar #horrorcommunity #horrorauthor #book #horrorstory #horrorshorts #HWA #foresthorror #horrorstories #books #ambrosebierce #booktube #horrorstory #youtube #death #phantom #horror #mountainlion #horrorgram #instahorror #writingcommunity #ghostsbook #phantoms #horrorSEO #horrific #horrorontiktok #horrortok #horrorbooks #horrorcommunity #horrorwriting #creepy #mountainghost #supernatural ‘There is a point at which terror may turn to madness; and madness incites to action. With no definite […]

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In my tortured ears there sounds unceasingly a nightmare whirring and flapping, and a faint, distant baying as of some gigantic hound. It is not dream—it is not, I fear, even madness—for too much has already happened to give me these merciful doubts. St. John is a mangled corpse; I alone know why, and such is my knowledge that I am about to blow out my brains for fear I shall be mangled in the same way. Down unlit and illimitable corridors of eldritch phantasy sweeps the black, shapeless Nemesis that drives me to self-annihilation.–HP Lovecraft