When the darkness falls and shadows creep
The world is still and silence deep
The moon shines bright, a ghostly pall
As the night descends upon us all
The wind howls trough the trees so bare
A mournful sond a voice of despair
The leaves rustle the branches creek
As though the forest itself does speak
The air is cold a chill so deep
As though the very soul does weep
The stars above a distant light
A glimmer in this endless night
The world is dark a place of fear
A realm of shadows always near
The mind does wander thoughts does stray
As though the darkness has come to stay
The world is unusual a place of dread
A world of nightmares where dreams are dead
The world is weird a place of pain
A world of sorrow where hope is in vain
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av MissBraw
Publicerad 2024-09-18 09:32