The Old Ones

Oh Henry, Oh Henry
Your nightmares are getting worse
Into the ocean no one will come back
A city of green ooze pouring from nowhere
The protector of The Old Ones is rising
Whispering my child come join me
I'm sorry mother but the voices are calling

◄ Unreleased Poem

Memento Mori ►

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Damon Blackery

Sun 10th Mar 2019 18:42

This is a poem based on HP Lovecraft calling of Cthulhu.

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Martin Elder

Sun 10th Mar 2019 14:35

This seems to me as if it could be a part of a bigger work as it has definitely left me wanting more.


Nice one

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