By The_Macabre_DarkLord

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Approximately every bold letter in my acrostic spells death, but how is that possible when the dead are celebrated apparently, Lost in Bermuda, we have no breath, inhale the cells of the deceased and sail beyond hell it never fails, such a grin grips the thick ice no longer thin, dark angels will win in a battle of the sins, even Finn and Flynn loves the darkness so hold up that sweet chin,

Every planet vanishes from the stars of the moon stars, monsters are celebrated as the night gazes at the stars from afar, and we will handsomely address the elephant in the room in a tuxedo, Babar, skeletons are rotten to the bone, tickling every funnybone, Mr. Pickett caught in the thickets having a monster mash, all of our morbid titans never clashed, through the heat we will have a bash,

Decrease the jive, and your six-man army will subtract to five, In the land of the heartless you just learn how to survive, meanwhile, the candy man finds that life is sweeter than his bees in a beehive,

I am alive.

Goblins gobble gremlin ghouls, everybody plays the fool, drowning in a Deadpool, never school a graduate of rules, never bring new tools to an old flame or the summer will end up being cruel, knock off your high stool, it will cost nothing to be you which is considered being cool,

All of the rival rivals will arrive, Buckle up for one hell of a ride, we thrive to strive, horror tears fall for love, and rockets 

I am alive.

Night of the Living Dead is walking with the walkers in a ghost town, The aroma of ten thousand years is so profound, above ground the dead celebrate the underground, and the headless horseman is ahead of the state's head even though his skull is no longer around, never clown the crown of a goddess gown, she will make your family frown while putting your hound in the ground, the sound of death is a banshee singing on surround sound, save the bull for the pit all hell hounds will transform into Casper,

abandoned in a pound, ghost faces are mounted on a wall of death, can you hear me screaming from the top of his mound, 

I am alive...

I am living...