It comes only one night each year.

The chance to blend in with the costumes.

Where people won't show their fear.

Smiling rather gruesome ear to ear.

His victims don't realize they have anything to fear.

Laughing all the while as he steals their faces.

Leaving no trace of who did the crime.

Made into masks and nailed to the wall like trophies.

Each time laughing as they scream in fright.

No one suspects when it's Halloween night.

He prowls along with the people in the streets.

Murder is his trick and their fear is his treat.

Disguised as a clown he lures them in.

Approaching his victims with a friendly grin.

Chuckling away with delight as he sees the fright in their eyes.

Silencing them as they begin to cry.

Cutting their faces completely away.

All who approach him will lose their face.

The adrenaline from the kills makes his heart race.

If you happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time most certainly your face shall be his.

They often say ignorance is bliss but this is not the case.

For you see chuckles the clown may be watching nearby and will take your face.

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