How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee for the depth and breadth of fright
My soul can reach, when chainsaws cause my flight
To the ends of paths and into hell.
I love thee to the level of every night’s
Most horror dread, by moon and torch-light.
I love thee freely, as we strive for the rite.
I love thee purely, as we yearn to turn 16.
I love thee for the horrors you...
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